When we are in the middle of loss, we tend to focus on what is being taken from us. We grieve the future we imagined. We mourn the plans we made. We replay the memories and wonder how something that once felt so right could have ended. But sometimes, years later, we look around and realize that what felt like the end was actually the beginning. I have been thinking a lot lately about how different my life would look today if certain chapters had unfolded the way I wanted. At