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Another “End of the World as We Know It” Gone Bad

I Insist on Having FunI don’t mean to complain or anything like that but with the hubbub surrounding the Mayan Calendar and the end of the world along with the fortunes made selling books about survival and the Mayan Apocalypse you might think that someone without a dog in the fight might just be there to point out the literally thousands of prior end of the world predictions that never came true either. I can recall people talking about this latest failed prediction over four years ago; talking with a determination and dedication reserved for zealots. This subject ended more than one friendship that I am aware of because the Mayans and their calendar along with survivalist nonsense dominated each and every conversation to the exclusion of meaningful discourse. Would everybody just shut-up and respond to tabloid pretend news with just a modicum of sanity for once!

The fact is that I have seriously contemplated the end of the world as I know it; it is called coming to grips with one’s own mortality. There is nothing that can be understood as frivolous about coming to the realization that, as a living, breathing entity, at some time in the future darkness will overtake light and I will be no more. Frankly, this is what a diagnosis of cancer does to a person. Even when all the news, the test results, the outcome of surgery is positive, there still lingers a possibility of recurrence leading to death. While the prospect of my own death looms closer than ever before, it is not something that should, nor will I allow it, to dominate my every action, force its way into every conversation or let it stop me from enjoying the time I have left. There is a line in the Big Book of Alcoholics Anonymous that reads, “We absolutely insist on having fun.” I believe this is a truism that should guide everyone’s life.

That being said, what does having fun mean? It begins with a commitment to living a responsible life, to be available for the welfare of the other without reservation or expecting reciprocation. It means seeking out those activities that bring joy to one’s life rather than concentrate on who to blindly hate. It means not adopting an attitude of selfish gratification but, to the contrary, seek gratification from interaction with others. It means play hard but play fair. It means reach out to those who you are closest to, family and friends. It means developing gratitude for big things and little things, things that bother you and things that bring joy; make a list of the things you are grateful for and keep adding to it while referring to it often.

It is Saturday, a day to relax and enjoy the moments of life. It is a time to put away all of the fear from hoaxes, political gamesmanship, and the language of despair that seems to be a part of the public conversation. Go on, live life to the fullest and have some fun. The days are getting longer and Spring is right around the corner.

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