I don't really know what to say.
I guess the best way to describe the way I've changed in the past month is this: I've stopped looking at this phase of my life as an ending. I'm learning instead to see a beginning.
...and what a beautiful, difficult, exhausting, terrifying, exciting, snowy beginning it has turned out to be.
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God speaks to each of us as he makes us,
then walks with us silently out of the night.
These are the words we dimly hear:
You, sent out beyond your recall,
Go to the limits of your longing.
Embody me.
Flare up like flame
and make big shadows I can move in
Let everything happen to you:
beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don't let yourself lose me.
Nearby is a country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.
Give me your hand.
-Rainer Maria Rilke
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