Sometimes endings are beautiful. They are a reminder that the pain you feel is because you felt something pure, something real–and what a blessing it is to feel something real, even for just a moment, in a world that can sometimes feel so guarded. What a privilege it is to feel something genuine in a society that can sometimes feel calculated.
Sometimes endings can be filled with gratitude. Gratitude for the people who allowed you to open up your soul and helped put together the pieces you started to neglect. Gratitude for the people who saw the parts of you that you tried to hide and still thought you sparkled with worthiness. Gratitude for the meaningful conversations you shared that felt like you were being wrapped up in a warm blanket.
Sometimes endings are a sign of bravery. The bravery to walk away because your heart needs more. The bravery to take that next step, not knowing what it is, because you have to put yourself first. The bravery to let go of something special because you know if it’s meant to be, it will find its way back to you.
Not all endings are bad. Not all endings are filled with anger and betrayal. Not all endings are filled with hatred, but rather happiness. Happiness that for a moment in time you allowed yourself to be seen, to be loved, to be vulnerable.
Sometimes endings are filled with memories that you will cherish forever. Sometimes endings are filled with memories that will be used to help you drift off to sleep. Sometimes endings are filled with memories that will become a reminder that you took a risk and that is to be celebrated.
But most importantly, endings are never really an ending if you look at them as a new beginning.
If you choose to look at endings like the sun, then together, you will both rise again.