Tim and I just watched that movie, 2012.

While watching the movie, which was incredibly LONG and very very LOUD, all I could keep thinking was…is this going to happen in my life time?

Is the end of the world as we know it, on it’s way…and will I get to see it?

Then I looked down at Jaxon, who was asleep in my lap since we were at a friends house, and wondered…what would I do?

Would I panic? Would I fight to survive it if I could…if that were possible?  Or, for the sake of my child…would I be all life as normal?

I decided that it would probably be life as normal. Maybe a suicide pact? Maybe a peaceful moment where Tim, Jaxon and I all looked in to each others eyes and were just thankful we were together as the waves hit…earth crumbled in around us/sky went dark (insert dooms day ending here)

Perhaps a family BBQ, where we all got drunk and merry…and just lived while we could. Not worrying too much about what might happen or how it might end for us.

Part of me likes to think that if this were to happen I would fight for my life and the life of my family. To see it through to the last millisecond, never giving up hope. But then the other part of me thinks that if it’s meant to happen…and we’re meant to survive…then we will.

Just a thought. Let’s hope it doesn’t happen. But if it does…at least I’ve thought it through right?