The end of the world...

Even when you think it’s the end of the world, it usually isn’t the end of the world - well at least not for the first few times.

If you’re lucky, your world won’t end too many times and you might just get away with it - who knows? 

If you aren’t so lucky, then your world will end so many times that you'll simply stop caring whether the world is ending or not. Who needed the world anyway?

Of course one day your world will really end, and it could happen at any time even for those lucky ones whose world hasn’t ended over and over  - so many times, too many times. 

And then there are those even luckier ones whose world has never ended at all, children usually. 

The seven year old daughter of a friend of someone I know slightly recently died of cancer, her world ending as worlds sometimes do. For her it really was the end and for a while (and only a while I hope) it’ll be the end of her mother’s world as well, and her dad’s and grandparents, brothers, sisters, aunt and uncles even. 

Her world is gone, whilst many other worlds remain untouched. It isn't about fair or unfair, right or wrong, good and bad... it just happens. Worlds end all the time, but even though the world is ending piece by piece, unit by unit, dream by dream, hope by hope, all of the time around us – most of the time we hardly notice.

Yes, the world is ending all of the time and it's best not think about it until you have to.