Beginnings can be wonderful. But with all beginnings there comes an ending. Sometimes it’s not an “and they lived happily ever after” ending. Especially when one wants to preserve the beginning and the other does not. It would be helpful to understand what broke down, but often there will be questions to last a lifetime. You cannot fix what you have no knowledge of what’s broken. Just enter each new day with the desire to be a better person than you were yesterday. That’s all you can do.
Would you go back to the beginning and erase it? No, not always. I feel I’m a better person at the ending, even though I feel the brokenness. A lot of living, loving, and dreaming fills the space between the beginning and the end. Those moments are priceless, and so are the lessons learned.
Truthfully, I feel I’ve had too many beginnings and endings. And I’m really tired. But there is life yet to live. As long as God allows me to wake up each morning I will do my best to enjoy each day fully. If another new beginning presents itself, I will be respectful and mindful of lessons learned. And I will thank God.
Life isn’t over at the ending. Not even in death. But that’s another blog for another day. Where one story ends, another begins. We live a continuum of stories. Whether in a relationship or alone. I look back at my life and I feel as though I’ve lived many lifetimes. I just wanted one filled with beautiful stories. Just one.
The hardest part of an ending is letting go and moving forward with reluctant feet and a sad heart. But there is no other option.
I’m listening to my playlist of Keane, Coldplay, and Jack Johnson. These three inspire me as I reflect on beginnings and endings. Music is good for the soul.
Be grateful for a new beginning…even without knowing how it ends. ♥️
Photos: Jamaican sunsets, August 2016