As the year quickly came to a close, I found myself thinking a lot about endings. As I wrote about most recently, I've had a lot of endings lately. As a result, there are new fissures in my mind. This time of year naturally prompts us to reflect; it's just that for me, this time around, my thoughts feel heavier having recently been soaked with endings, stained in the spots where tears have dried up, and lined with the scars left over from healing. This time around, I find myself plagued with the knowledge of one of the few certain facts of life: that everything ends.
I want to write about how to live with this fact.