continuum

William Saroyan once said, “I know you will remember this — that nothing good ever ends. If it did, there would be no people in the world, no life at all, anywhere — and the world is full of people and full of wonderful life.”

For the past five months, I had been attempting to find the most flawless way to write a beautiful piece about how good things don’t end and what William meant by this quote. And within those five months, I kept wondering why it was taking so long to put it all together. But, that was the most important part: the time it took. As I wrote in my first blog ever published, “timing is everything.” It’s at least most of it. As a writer, you can write and write but there is a significant moment that you know you’re ready to write what you had been piecing together throughout time. And so, here is my moment for you.

“nothing good ever ends,” impossible, right? Mr. Saroyan had to have been wrong. But then again, maybe not.

end
noun
1. a point that marks the limit of something: the point at which something no longer continues to happen or exist

Throughout the twenty years that I have been alive, I have learned a few things that I can tell you for certain. One is that there is only one beginning and one end to our lives. And in between are all these events that happen to us, and within all these events, not one has ever ceased to exist. The way I see it, we’ve all been granted this beautiful and sometimes torturous thing called our mind. For all that things might change throughout the years, there is nothing that can stop existing. We can pretend it does. But a memory, a  person, a feeling, is always kept in our minds. Sometimes these memories, these people, these feelings haunt us, but sometimes they remind us of this never-ending cycle that I think we’re all really a part of.

I know we have all been at a time in our lives in which we feel like something has ended. And as a matter of fact, it has. The meaning to the word “end” is not here for nothing. Things do end. But, what we often forget to acknowledge in the midst of heartbreak is the happiness that remains. There are people that leave, there are memories that become blurry, and we lose all kinds of stuff. But I think we are supposed to see more than that. We never just keep losing. We gain so much. And so I think, maybe what he wanted, was for us to just believe that good things won’t end. And that the mind is much more powerful than we see it to be. Perhaps, we are not surrounded by these dead ends and new beginnings. Maybe it’s just that we are falling into different parts of our lives; making our way through the flight.

Falling is scary, but good, practice for life. We must fall. In love. Out of love. Into new life experiences and out of old habits. Deeper and further into ourselves. We must fall, life is falling ever forward. The only choice we have is
how we let go.

– Troian Bellisario

And so, with that being said, the choice is always ours. So the choice to be made here is whether or not to believe good things never end. What I really think William meant, though, is that these good things don’t just stop all at once; they never can – and some things never stop at all. Because there are some moments and people and places that we slowly or suddenly drift away from. But there is far more than that. And this is the second thing I can tell you for certain — there are people and places and moments that we only grow significantly closer to for the rest of our lives; they are infinite, they exist, they are the reason William Saroyan thought of this quote in the first place. I think we are meant to go through experiences and meet people and read books and hear things that are all meant to remind us that this ending we think exists is nothing short of imaginary. I think one day, many days, we find people and have experiences that make us believe, again, in everything that was once good before.

And I think that’s what William wanted us to always remember — that good things are surrounding us infinitely. And that maybe we aren’t supposed to search for a new beginning, but rather a belief that we are falling into different parts of our lives. Perhaps, there is only one beginning and one end in our lives. And in between those two we do the best we can to live as simplistically wonderful as possible, because so long as we are here; good things do not end.

Maybe when we see that, they never truly will.

And so, five months later, here we are. Good things have come and gone. And during the departure it was near impossible to see the silver lining through the fogged clouds. I had went on the longest flight of my life with enough turbulence that at times made me wonder how it didn’t completely crash. But if my interpretation of Mr. Saroyan’s words are right, then I think the hardest but most significant moment of that flight tumbling downwards was the realization of the appreciation that I was flying at all; that even though the flight was headed south, good things were still infinitely surrounding me. And waiting for the moment of that flight to get back on course was worth all the turbulence and panic; because I cannot begin to describe how it looked or felt once the skies cleared. And that’s one of the best parts, isn’t it? Finding ourselves in moments that words cannot express.

Furthermore, I do not think this life is so much a cycle of beginnings and endings, but a continuum of us falling in, and out, and back into our lives. Drifting off course and finding our way back on; finding our way to the people and places and moments that are infinite – because despite it all, those people and places and moments certainly exist.

And I think that’s what Mr. Saroyan meant. Because once you see it, well… like I said —there are not many words.