I never really quiet understood the word endings. i always thought the word “ending” to be something bad, because it meant change. I use to be afraid of change, because it meant loosing the most precious moments, place, and people. But the thing is endings are the chapters in our lives that we need in order to grow as individuals. It teaches us things about life that we can take with us in the future to pass on to the next generation and the ones that follow after. It serves as a purpose for growth for society and for people to change and create something more beautiful in the world. The chapters in our lives may end, but the memories and lessons we take from it will always go on. Just because the chapters end, doesnt mean the book is already over it just means a whole new book is about to start with no words yet. Its an unwritten book waiting to be written in with your own thoughts, life, and the whole new adventure of your life waiting.
Im not saying endings are going to be easy, of course they are going to be hard. But who says life was ever easy? its hard and its painful. Your going to cry, get angry, throw things, laugh,smile, have fun.But most of all your going to meet new people who are going to embrace you, your going to see new places that are genuine beauty, your going to see the world in a whole new light.
I remember, my senior year… i remember not wanting it to end because it meant loosing the people i care most about to the world. It meant not seeing them or hearing their voice or laughter in my ear. No more waking up in the morning and seeing your friends faces as you walk with them to school, or hear that bell ring to go to class. No more running out of your class to your friends locker excited to say something or see their face. No more walking down those same hallways. No more lunches near those hallways, sitting there laughing, arguing, or long talks anymore. No more after school bell telling you to be dismissed from school. No more walking after school, holding hands, talking, laughing, having great talks. That path you walked home from, you wouldn’t think that one day you would no longer be walking home there.
To be honest, the one memory that i seem to never get out of my head would be walking home from school. You would hear the random construction going on, the smoke from the fumes of the construction. To be honest it wasnt all bad, as long as i had my friends there. There was this old church that i would walk by, a quiet little church i never really thought much of it but a church but to me it was part of my memory so it was important. There was this dirt patch near it as well where i always tripped over it and like always someone had to always catch me before i fell. But when thats all over, after everything i wouldnt have someone to catch me when i fall now because were adults now. To me i wouldnt have thought that those memories would bug me so much but they do..its because i dont do those things anymore. My life has changed.. or maybe i have changed completely.. They say that its not the places that change but the people that cross them that do. Places stay the same, its just the generation that change.
Change is inevitable..but something wonderful