Closure.

There comes a time when chapters approach an ending. Whether it be in a book, movie, or just life in general, the show must go on.  But regardless of what chapter it is, the author must always realize that  all chapters have one thing in common.  All chapters end with the reader looking forward to what's next.  A chapter does not end and tell you to go back and reread.  There might be sticky notes along the way, followed by scrambled highlights.  But everybody knows that the questions will always be answered in the end. But to seek those answers, you must always be willing to pick up where you left off and read on.

So today, marks the beginning of a new chapter.  I have finished the old, and something new is to come.  My last section ended with sorrow and mystery, love and joy, and just plain ol' suspense.  I will never forget the time I had in this stage of my life.  It has shaped me in ways I never knew possible.  It has created relationships and communities that will last forever take a seat in my heart. However, I must never lose sight of the exhilarating travels that are just beyond the horizon.

As much as I would like to predict what is to happen next, the fact of the matter is that the author of my life has full control and will always stump me.  I can never understand what is to come and where I will be.  I can focus and aim my life in a certain direction, but I will never be far from the path set before me.  This does not worry me.  Because my life story is of adventures, good and evil, and all of the things that make a good plot great.  But like a good narrative, I will never know what is next.  This creates a peace in me. Hoping that perhaps one day, I will be on my merry way, playing a simple game of hide-and-seek. And even then, I will never expect what lingers behind me, amidst the coats in the closet in which I am hiding.