Ends and beginnings, the irony of these two words make me wonder how our lives keep swinging from an end to a beginning and from a beginning to an end.
Do things start just to end? that question has been burdening my mind for a while and I found that the answer is probably yes.
Things begin just to end, but every single end teaches you a life lesson you would've never learned without that very end you experienced.
There's that famous quote "Every end is just a new beginning" but I think this should be modified to "Every end is just a new beginning for a new end" I mean, nothing lasts in life, not even the most beautiful things that you thought would someday last.
A beautiful flower withers and dies over time, but just because that flower died doesn't mean you ever forgot how beautiful it once looked like, but you'll just move on enjoying the plenty other beautiful flowers out there. That's just like our lives, just because something came to an end doesn't mean you'll sit and grief over the loss of it for the rest of your life, but rather, you'll smile and enjoy all the beautiful things you've been blessed with.
Accept loss and move on, this is life's policy. Nothing is meant to last and "forever" happens to be just in paradise.
