When You Reach the End…
Whenever you reach the end of something it can often be met with a feeling you did not expect.
Maybe you’ve reached the end of a contract that contained a mixture of both satisfaction and stress. Now that it has ended, you feel both relieved and a little sad that you no longer have the opportunity to take out those seemingly daily obstacles that cropped up from anywhere and everywhere.
Maybe you’ve reached the end of a medium or even long term process or goal that you have worked very hard to achieve, and yet, the feeling of euphoria didn’t quite last as long as you might have hoped. Or maybe it was simply a complete anti-climax.
Maybe you’ve reached the end of parenting a child now that they’ve reached a certain age, and suddenly you wonder where all those years went, because it still feels like yesterday when you last dressed them, fed them or changed them. That can be tough. Every fibre in your being doesn’t want to let them go because they will always be your babies regardless of how long they live.
But you know you have to because to do otherwise would be wrong and ironically, very immature.
Or maybe you’ve reached the end of a long-lasting, largely happy marriage and for whatever reason, you now find yourself officially divorced. Something you would never have imagined possible. For you at least.
That will always be one of, if not the toughest thing of all.
You may now have finally reached a far better place in every way, with or without someone new in your life. You may or may not have been at fault for the failure in the marriage. And hopefully, the wounds you suffered are finally beginning to truly fade away and be replaced by a smile that grows wider, and lasts longer with every passing day.
You may well be at a junction in your life where none of it matters anymore. What matters is that you are moving forward, one step at a time, and all you want to do now is be grateful for both the past and the present and hopeful for the future.
Wherever you are at and however much it may have meant to you, when you reach the end…it doesn’t have to be a bad or sad thing. It can be the making of a new you. A better you. A wiser you. Maybe even the true you – now that so much has been stripped away and there is nowhere left to hide.
So, may you know a strange sense of joy in the midst of personal pain; satisfaction where there was once only sadness; healing instead of hurt and finally, a new level of love that is only possible because of how you have lived and ultimately, learned.