An end and a beginning

There is always something really sad about December to me. We count down all year until the fateful day of December 25, but when the hours and minutes dwindle down to December 26, our hearts seem to grow heavy. Heavy because the Holy day is over, heavy because school starts back, or heavy because the year is coming to an end. Memories flood back into your mind of the past year and you wish to make more joyful ones. I know I'm not ready for it to end. The start of new things always seems scary, yet inviting; confusing, yet clear. Are we afraid of what's to come? Of what the future holds for us? The new year opens so many doors for you! You have a chance to start anew and define yourself. You have another chapter to fill full of adventures!!! The past year is such a small fraction of the life you have to live. The coming year is awaiting you to come and make memories with it, to walk not yet taken by anyone before. Don't look at the new year as a dragon ready to eat all of your hopes and dreams, but as the Lord waiting to use you for wonderful things. His loving hand will guide you through each day if you let him. It's so cliche, but with every closed door, another one opens.