This move has me contemplating the very nature of beginnings and endings; I find myself pondering whether or not they can be considered separately or if they should be thought of as one thing with two distinct sides very much like a coin.
T.S. Eliot ruminated over this issue and made the following observation:
What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a new beginning. The end is where we start from.
I have started from many ends in my life. In fact, I have been averaging a new beginning every three or four years for the past fifteen years. Now, I am leaving Canada, likely for good.
Another new beginning. Another end I start from.