Sunsets are endings: The end of the
day quietly slipping into the night. Beautiful and without words: They are
proof that not all endings are to be dreaded, or go badly. They are proof that
all endings are also the start of a beginning; whether new or a different
chapter of the same story. But every ending ushers in a beginning; even if that
beginning is dark, uncertainty of what it holds, it should not be feared,
despite any ambivalence about what is left behind in the ending that had to be
for it to enter.
Words: © 2019 Rosie Chee
Words: © 2019 Rosie Chee


