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Rule No.5 - Do not wait for the last judgement. It takes place every day.

"The Last Judgment, Final Judgment, Day of Judgment, Judgment Day or D-Day, is the final and eternal judgment of every nation."

Sheesh, that's a bit heavy! Instead of getting into a religious debate about it all though, let’s look at the fun side of it. If you woke up every morning with the thought in the back of your mind that today was the last day and you would be judged on what you have done in your life so far, would you be happy with where you were? If I think long and hard about it, I am.

So far in my life I have loved, many times, laughed till I cried (did that last night, actually brought on an asthma attack I was laughing so hard), then I’ve cried too, not from laughing, celebrated new life and the lives of those that we were fortunate to have in ours, even if only for a short time, snuggled in bed on a rainy day and lay on the beach with sand between my toes, and fingers, and in my ears (love Cape Town wind). I have danced till I couldn’t feel my feet and stumbled out night clubs after amazing nights with the girls, played a drum solo in the car with roses as my drum sticks and sang at the top of my (not so great) voice.

I’ve said no and meant it, been skinny dipping, learned to ballroom dance (kinda), played musical instruments, seen shooting stars, sang karaoke, drank wine on the steps of the Union Building as the sun came up, been lost and then landed up in Hilbrow, many times. I got tipsy on half a hunters once, pierced my belly twice and survived “upstairs” pink shooters in Knysna, a couple times. Been a bar lady, a lady on the bar, taken a train and bus into the deepest darkest Africa and seen the Great Barrier Reef. Had a bicycle accident and snapped my leg in half when I was 8, had glandular fever, tonsils out and wisdoms.

I’ve surfed, fished, and swam in a reservoir, river rafted, hitch-hiked (in Hermanus to get home quickly cause Days was on), sailed, been to music festivals, flown a kite and worked on a cruise liner.

The list is endless and I’m not even half way through living. I think that come judgment day, I’ll be okay, cause for me, it’s about looking back on what you’ve done, and smiling. Live without regrets.

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