There was no social ritual to indicate that I had undergone a major life event. No forty days of rest as after childbirth, no forty days of mourning after death. There was no symbolic act of closure. Like the divorce, the absence of closure would be a unique cross for me to bear.
The message coming back at all of us is: live without closure.
Create a need for closure.
Closure isn’t closure until someone’s ready to close the door.
Nothing brings closure to a campaign like opening it up again.
Closure is when raw memory blurs to become the folklore of life.
Sometimes a thing needed opening before closure was found.
Sometimes the closure that we need is a new door opening.
The worst closure is through an embrace.
Sometimes you don’t get closure, you just move on.
When you get to the last page, close the book.
Keep moving forward—Even if you don’t get closure.
Cry. Forgive. Learn. Move on. Let your tears water the seeds of your future happiness.
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