Turning the Page
Every life is a book in motion.
We turn the page again and again. Sometimes with joy, sometimes with hesitation. Yet always forward. We cannot turn back. In our linear existence, we only understand forward. And it is in that forward movement, into the unknown, that we create our most brilliant art, our truest stories, and our deepest selves. Every life is a story.
We move through its chapters, turning pages that mark our passage through time. Sometimes eagerly, sometimes with trembling hands. Each turn is both an ending and a beginning, a quiet leap into the unknown.
Turning the Page
When I look back, I see how many times I turned the page without realizing it. At six, I stepped into my first classroom and entered the story of learning. At twelve, I crossed into adolescence, never again able to see the world through the eyes of a child.
This past year brought many such turns. Some expected, others that arrived quietly, reshaping my days in subtle and profound ways. Each experience, whether triumphant or gentle, became a line in the greater story of who I was and what I value.
Yet the most profound turning of the page for me came when my mother entered long-term care. It was a threshold moment. The closing of one chapter and the beginning of another that neither of us could have imagined years ago. Communication has changed. I can no longer share with her in the way I once did. Now, I listen to memory. To her voice echoing in quiet places, to her wisdom that continues to guide me at points of decision. Memory becomes the bridge between what was and what continues.
As our generation steps into its next chapter, we carry both inheritance and responsibility. It is now our turn to create unforgettable moments. To build the stories that those who follow will one day remember when they face their own turning of the page.
We are all story. We choose our legacy with every choice, every act of kindness, every creative spark. And though we cannot turn back, we can move forward with grace, knowing that the pages ahead remain unwritten, waiting for the courage of our pen.
May the year ahead bring stories worth living, pages worth turning, and moments that remind us that every ending is the beginning of something new.
In the company of books,
Rebecca
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