and that what awaits us may turn out to be a continuation of what we believed had ended, or a complete departure from it.
Either way, we do not know what fate is making of us, nor where it will eventually lead us.
undo assumptions we thought were solid, and reshape us into people we never imagined becoming.
So we do not close ourselves off to possibility, nor tie our hopes to a single outcome. Instead, we accept that we are moving through a path whose full map was never ours to hold —
I have come to understand that certainty, no matter how absolute it feels, never gets the final word. Life does not unfold according to our understanding, nor does fate obey the logic of careful planning. It may carry us somewhere we never intended to go,