Endings Make Me Feel Alive

Endings make me feel alive!
Putting in my two weeks is one of my favorite things. Perhaps, I just haven't had the right job but I thrive off the thrill of ending them.
Packing up all my life into a car and driving away is exhilarating!  Something new is on the horizon and I get to go and experience it!
When the cold, icy, cloudy winters end and the blue, warm, sunny skies arrive my being can breathe and the earth lives again.
Even simple things like finishing a class, a book, a paper, make me feel accomplished.
These small chapters in my story bring me happiness, joy, a sense of completeness, warmth and make me feel extraordinarily alive!
I feel it deep within my heart.
But endings make me feel alive.
Cutting ties at a job where the people have become a team and support each other is sad.
Driving away seeing my nephew innocently waive good-bye through the rear-view mirror brings tears to my eyes and it hurts.
Even the sunny, blue skies end and the cold winter comes as the earth settles into a dormant state and my body into a chilling, gloomy state.
In the book, the story has ended leaving an emptiness in me that the plot and characters were a part of and a void takes hold.
I feel it deep within my heart.
I feel it deep within my bones.
There's a pain and hurt amidst a joy and excitement.
That's why endings make me feel alive.
They remind me of what I have held of importance and who I have loved.
Next time there is a pain in an ending may it remind you that you are human and you are alive and you are allowed to feel that pain and have that hurt.
And next time there is a joy from an ending may it remind you that you are human and you are alive and you are allowed to have that joy and have that excitement.

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