Transitions can feel like celebration, growth, an unopened present. And like loss.
As another group of high-school seniors graduated and got ready to head out on their next steps, I was struck at how it can feel overwhelming and scary and joyful all at once. And we’ll do it again next year and the year after that and the year after that.
We can feel alone, and it can feel dangerous, but the path ahead is well trodden.
What has been will be again. What has been done will be done again. There is nothing new under the sun.