According to this article, a handful of people believe the world ends on May 21, 2011, based on some loose calculations from the bible and the prophecy of some 89-year old guy named Harold Camping.

If they’re right, then tomorrow is Armageddon, and life as we know it is about to be kaput. They say that earthquakes will begin around 6:00pm in each time zone and roll across the earth in devastating fashion. Others say it will be one big fire. But those who believe think this is it. The Rapture is here.

Who am I to say whether they’re right or wrong? Tomorrow will tell.

I have an awesome summer vacation planned with my family, and I choose to hang onto the belief that we’ll be eating lobster and riding rollercoasters and swimming in the ocean in August -- but in case I’m dead wrong and this is my last blog post, I have a few things I want to say.

My Last Words

I have loved the opportunity to be here on this earth. If the world ends tomorrow, I am not afraid. I have no regrets. And I feel grateful that I started waking up and have spent the last five years living a life I couldn’t have dreamed up a decade ago.

I am grateful for ocean surf and spring wildflowers and snow-capped mountains and waterfalls. I’m grateful for redwoods and fall leaves and the scent of jasmine and the way the sand dunes shift in the desert.

I feel blessed to have loved and been loved by many, especially my family and my closest friends. I hope there is no love left unspoken in my life, no person I adore who doesn’t know it. But just in case, I love you Keli. I adore you Tricia. I'm infinitely grateful to you Melanie, Lauren, and Dana. I’ll never stop loving you Kirk and Paul, even though I couldn’t stay married to you. Becca, bless you for walking this whole journey with me. Siena and Matt, you’re the best gifts I’ve ever been given. And Mom, you ROCK.

I’m incredibly grateful to you, Owning Pink, to know that I got to make a difference, if only in my small way, here in this community, being here with you. I hope I’m not done, because there’s so much more I dream of doing -- but if this is it, I’m glad I got to live out my life purpose and leave the world a little better off than I found it. Thank you for being unapologetically YOU and letting me be the same.

I am infinitely grateful that I learned to stare down my fear and kick it to the curb, rather than letting it rule me like it did for the first 40 years of my life. I’m speechless in the presence of a Divine Source so vast and powerful, and at the same time, so loving, present, and personal. I’m glad my faith beat out my fear and that I can face tomorrow with peace in my heart, even if it turns out the zealots are right and it’s all over.

If there’s a heaven, I hope I’m invited tomorrow, along with everyone I love (which includes many people I’ve never met from many creeds and religions). And although I’ll miss this life, this planet, this community, and everything else I’ve come to accept as “mine,” I trust that whatever’s next will be okay. Maybe I’ll get to see my father, my cousins Corry and Suzanna, all of my grandparents, and my dog Ariel (dogs go to heaven, right?). Maybe not.

But what I do know is this.

I have been blessed. And although there’s a chance the world will end tomorrow -- after all, the only thing certain in life is uncertainty -- I’m not going to do anything else different in my life today. No grand gestures. No bucket list adventures.  I’m going to go for my afternoon hike. I’m going to write to you -- my tribe at Owning Pink. I’m going to read The World of Pooh to my daughter after dinner. And I’ll snuggle my husband just before bed.

That’s how I know I’m living the life I’m supposed to live. If I knew the world would end tomorrow, I’d change nothing. Really.

And if it all ends tomorrow, I don’t feel the need to spout some wisdom or shout my message from the mountaintops, so I’ll just say this.

THANK YOU.

What about you? If tomorrow is our last day on earth, what do you want to say? Let us be your witnesses.

Hoping to keep blogging on Sunday,

Lissa

Lissa Rankin, MD: Founder of OwningPink.com, Pink Medicine Woman coach, motivational speaker, and author of What’s Up Down There? Questions You’d Only Ask Your Gynecologist If She Was Your Best Friend and Encaustic Art: The Complete Guide To Creating Fine Art With Wax.