The End of a Novel

Those in my life mean everything to me. I’d do anything I could do to help them reach their goals, their passions, their desires. Sometimes, that means that I have to step aside. I need to back away and let the world and others replace me. Sometimes, they need a new teacher, a new guide and my journey through their life has or will come to an end.

It’s a wondrous feeling knowing that I have helped someone get to a new stage in their life yet at the same time, a sad and depressing moment to know that sooner or later I will need to say goodbye and let the friendship I have grown, fought and watched over slowly but surely end. These are the moments where I am left with my own paths to follow. I’d like to hope that what is to come will not be, it isn’t always but many times it is.

This is one of those moments. For the time is marked and the future is slated, mind you the future can change and events can alter it but if all goes well, like an end to a novel, the end is rapidly approaching. There could be a sequel ahead but then it could be the end. However, unlike a good book written by some stranger, your the author and you will have to write the ending. You know you could extend it but you are fully aware that if you do that it better be good or it’s going to piss off a lot of people who are waiting to read the next best seller which instead turns out to be nothing but bad and tired writing.

I want to cry, to ball my head off in a fit of tears. I want to curse the gods above for making me go through this. I want to be near my friend that I care so much for and never let them go. Instead I am at a cross road, knowing I made a difference in yet another life. That warm fuzzy feeling you get when you did something good, something close to a miracle, that my actions actually made a difference and will give someone their dreams.

So know I end this little ditty with a smile and a tear. It’s time for bed and time to dream. Hopefully I’ll have some happy memories, perhaps I’ll create a nice dream for myself. A chapter of my life is coming to an end and soon a new chapter begins. This time, may be different but even if it isn’t I’d gladly do it again.

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