It's the end of the world as we know it... wait

December 21, 2012 was supposed to be the end of the world. 

HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA. Yeah, um, no!

Throughout this whole year, with everyone talking about "oh you better do this before the world ends" and the history channel hyping it up with their Nostradamus crap and the Mayan ramblings, I haven't been listening. But Lee has. So I've had to sit through a few "End of Days" episodes and "The end is near" stupid shows. I have been the calm voice in the house the whole year. I kept telling him how dumb this hypothetical stuff was. He kept asking, "do you believe?" HECK NO!! ARE YOU SERIOUS? Yeah... you're crazy along with those crack addict scientists. 

So last night, we were sitting on the couch waiting for Glee (Well, I was waiting. He was agonizing every minute) and it didn't even come on! I was so sad. Lee on the other hand, happy as a clam. So what does he find on TV? You guessed it.. doomsday shows. He leans over super close to me and starts cuddling and says "We have to promise to cuddle each other all night just in case we die." Ok... now you're starting to freak me out. Then I started second guessing myself. What if we are going to die? What if something monumental happens and there are serious repercussions and we DIE!!!!! I don't want that to happen. So I start cuddling him back. I'm starting to feel really weird. Probably how people on death row feel 12 hours before they die. It was strange. I didn't like that feeling whatsoever. 

 We're laying in bed, holding each other super tight and I could not fall asleep. Couldn't. Didn't. Wouldn't. It was bad. The thought of falling asleep and not waking up freaked me out. So what did I do you ask? I talked to God. 

Wait... Erin? TALK TO GOD? What?

Well, yes I did. It was the most serene thing I have ever done. I didn't talk out loud or began with "Dear God".... I just talked to him. It started out almost begging for the world not to end. 100% due to the fact that I'm not ready to die. It was like I was having an anxiety attack. I was literally freaking out in the beginning of that conversation, crying hysterically as Lee sleeps/snores soundly beside me. And then all of the sudden a wave of utter calmness came over me. I stopped crying, wiped the tears off my face, sniffled and lay silent for what felt like forever. When I began talking to Him again, I was begging for anything. I was thanking him for this life that He blessed me with and accepting whatever fate He decided to give me. Whether it be in this world or his Celestial Kingdom, I was okay. I thanked him for everything my life was made up on and began to realize that what I have in this life is precious and should be cherished more than I already do. As soon as I said 'Amen', I fell soundly asleep. I woke up and felt amazing and refreshed. 

I have always been grateful for my life and believed in God and have known that Jesus is my Lord and savior but not like this. So, I guess I have to thank the Mayans for helping me come one step closer to God. 

....Never would've saw that coming. But I'm glad it did. :)