Sometimes life ends a chapter before we’re ready, yet that ending is quietly planting the seeds of a new beginning.
Closed doors may sting, but they’re rarely punishments — they’re gentle redirections, steering us away from places we were never meant to stay.
When one path fades, another waits just ahead, clearer and more aligned with who we’re becoming.
So be grateful for what closes; it’s often the universe clearing space for what finally fits.
“What leaves clears the way for what’s meant.”
Good morning 
