As things in our lives come to an end, there are always new beginnings.
We might find that the door we hoped was always open has been locked. We can spend time angry, bitter or frustrated about this, knocking on the same door, longing for it to open.
Doing this, we might not even see another door opening right in front of us. But I would argue they are always appearing.
New opportunities. But these feel risky, do we dare to gamble on them?
What has been one door that has closed for you recently, only to open up another?