I get the blues when I turn the last page of a really good novel, especially one in which I’ve grown to love the characters. I’m tempted to order a second dish of Pinkberry when I finish my bowl of pomegranate frozen yogurt with strawberries, blueberries and mango on top. And I’m one of those people who is never ready for a vacation to come to a close. I love home, but I just can’t ache for it while I’m lying on a beach or hiking through the mountains or standing on the edge of the Grand Canyon. Come on…
Bottom line? I don’t like for good things to end. And yet, we know that all good things must come to an end, right?
I’ve experienced several endings in the last few years. For example, my child rearing years have ended. That’s been a tough one. I completely dedicated myself to being a mom to my children for 21 years. And before you say that was shortsighted of me and that I shouldn’t have been so absorbed with them, let me put your concerns to rest. I was also involved in ministry, deeply in relationship with friends and my husband, and pursing other interests as well. But I loved the noise and busyness and dinner-in-the-oven aromas and large loads of laundry and laughter of raising my children.
But that has ended. And now it’s quiet and my time is more my own and dinner is rarely cooked in an oven and the laundry amounts to two little loads a week. My husband and I laugh with each other, but we miss the sarcastic wit of our son and the high octane energy of our daughter.
Endings. New chapters. Bleh!!
And, like I said, I’ve got other endings where that one came from. I’ll not go into details, but suffice it to say that they were not all anticipated or desired or relished endings. Some of them have been hard and sad, and sometimes they have wreaked of the odors of rejection and loss and grief and unfinished business.
Endings remind me of undesirable truths, such as:
- nothing in this world is permanent (except the souls of believers and the Word of God)
- life is fragile
- life is a vapor
- anyone has the potential of disappointing you at some point
- life is made up of seasons
- seasons change
- feelings change
- people change
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