So many times in my life I have reached what looked like was an ending. I would wonder why? Why me? Why is this happening to me? Why am I here in this place? I didn’t want it to be the end yet. The story didn’t feel finished, yet due to things that were out of my control, I arrived at what appeared to be the end of the story.
In the midst of my sadness and in the midst of all of the pain, there was always a faint light. It might not have been noticable if I wouldn’t have looked for it, but it was there just waiting to be discovered. And when I followed that light, I saw new paths heading in directions I didn’t know even existed. It was in those moments when I realized that every ending is truly a new beginning.
Even if you come to a dead end, look around you, look for way to start a new path right in that place where the road ends. It is never the end unless you decide it is the end. It is never the end unless you give up and quit trying. Sometimes you have to work really hard to discover why you are in the place you are in, and then find a way to move in a new direction. But. There is always a way. Always.