Endings are bittersweet. In my experience, endings have led to new beginnings. High school led to college. College led to living on my own. Single life led to married life to single life again. I went from no children to being knee deep in formula and diapers.
I bought a small, two door car a few months before I became pregnant. It was a reminder of how fast life changes. I had to say goodbye to the car, which was especially bittersweet. I loved that car.
Saying goodbye to each stage is a part of life. Of course, there are things that I miss about living in a dorm. However, I don’t miss living in a dorm so much that I want to do it over. Reminiscing with college friends will suffice.
I still like endings because there is usually something new around the corner. Maybe next time, it will be my long, lost car.
Every ending is a sign of new beginning. even death is not the end.
True. 🙂
Isn’t it funny how the end of something can be so bittersweet?
No matter the ending, I always find myself in the space between an ending and a beginning to be often more difficult than an ending….