Change is hard,
and sometimes the past is too heavy to set free.
But maybe it is in that struggle
where we truly find ourselves
where broken pieces turn into stained glass,
and endings bloom into beginnings.
We are just stories in the end, woven with joy, pain, loss, and hope.
And if we’re lucky, our chapters echo in the hearts of others,
reminding them that even in the hardest turns of life,
there is meaning,
there is light and there is us.