The best endings don’t tie everything up neatly. They often leave us with lingering emotions, unexpected realizations, or a sense that life isn’t about perfection but about presence. We come to see that by letting go of what we thought we needed, universal approval, tidy legacies, perfect relationships, we find what matters most: to have loved, to have been part of someone’s story, to have mattered to even a few.
So, as our social circles grow smaller, and we attend more of these celebrations, maybe it’s not a sign of decline, but of distillation. We are focusing on those who matter most, and that’s what people will remember. Not the quantity of our connections, but the quality of our presence.
And perhaps, when it is our time to go, those few but cherished souls will gather and say, “They mattered to me.” And really, isn’t that enough?
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