There are no endings.
We enter stories, play our parts, say our lines and exit only to reappear in another setting in another role at another time. Luckily there is scope for improvisation. There are choices in some matters if not all.
Maybe it is best to let our story unfold, trying not to control it and allowing it to change the character that is being played by you or me. Freeing it from my mental construct I can let it assume a form of its own, a flow of its own. Allowing it to meander like a river that creates a course for itself without resistance, without looking back, completely in harmony with its environment, knowing that it is exactly where it is meant to be, joyfully singing and dancing as it moves towards its destination, wherever that may be.
“Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, it is about learning to dance in the rain.” – Anonymous.