it’s easy to see the beginnings of things and harder to see the ends

The stars seem to be aligning in a cosmic dance as change draws near, but I know it won't be easy. This change stirs, it shakes the very core of who I am. Time doesn't stop for anyone, and as I look around my packed-up house, I realize that it's no longer the home that took me so long to build. Despite the dark days, spring is slowly making its way here, and flowers are beginning to bloom everywhere.

I will miss the family I've created here - the children, the laughter, and even the tears.