We all have our little musings where we ask ourselves various “What if…?” questions.
What if I didn’t major in Latin?
What if I married x instead of y?
What if Derrick Rose wasn’t such a selfish tool, could the Bulls really win over the Heat?
What if I had gotten that job working for the Bears?
In most cases we’re really wondering to ourselves how our lives might’ve turned out had we gone down a different path. I often think of the scene in “Mr. Destiny” where Michael Caine shows John Belushi’s brother that by altering one – albeit minor – moment in life, the REST his life changed dramatically (a different wife, a better job, new kids, a higher social status, etc.)
Admittedly I sometimes wonder how my life would’ve been different had I stayed in the small town where I was raised. Or had I proposed to a previous girlfriend as opposed to my current wife. Or if I tried giving broadcasting a better effort early in my career.
What if I didn’t hurt my knee playing football? What if I wasn’t raised by my grandparents?
My life most certainly would be different right now and it’s impossible to say if it would be for the better or for the worse. Either way, it’s not worth dwelling upon. I have a good life, a loving wife, and awesome twins.
Yet another “What if…?” (and the real purpose of this BLOG) was asked recently on Google+ by one of my favorite authors, James Rollins. He simply asked: “What would you do if you knew the world was ending in four days?” (Why he chose four days, I don’t know. Maybe he’s got the inside dirt on a weekend End of Days.)
My immediate answer was the following:
So that’s it. I have four days to live and without hesitation, I’d choose to go to the self-proclaimed “Waterpark Capital of the World” to none other than the Kalahari Resort. Even after mulling it over for a day or so, my answer remains the same. The twins, of course, would ecstatic. Which would make my wife happy, which in turn would make me happy. Even our dog would be thinking that it would be the best few days of his life.
And isn’t that what life is all about? Not pondering the past wondering what could have made you happy, but rather doing what actually does make you happy? It’s really a no-brainer for me.
Just curious. How would you spend your last four days?