Some doors are just ready to be closed. Some chapters are ready to be over.
It isn't a bad thing, though sometimes I think that we see it that way. Like we only close books when the stories have hurt us and we need to move on from them. But that's not always true.
Sometimes... the stories are just over. And we've had the experiences that we're going to have from them. We've cherished the memories. We've enjoyed the relationships. And sometimes when that's all done, it's simply time to move on. Not because we're hurt, but just because what was for us in those stories just isn't there anymore.
Closing the door, closing the chapter... it isn't so much marking the end of a story as it is making room for new ones.
It's like if you keep running back to what was... if you keep looking out the window, hoping that what used to be there is back... if you spend all of your time running backwards, you lose the opportunity to run forward.
What's coming up that is also for you.... well, if you're always looking back, you'll miss it.
Sometimes we allow stories to be over so that we can open up room on our shelves for new stories to unfold. And that's exciting.