We call an airport or a train station a terminal—an ending. And so it is, although rarely without serving as a beginning as well.
What terminal has served as both and end and beginning point in your life?
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The finality with the death of a loved one meant to me that my life would be forever changed. It was inevitable for him to die because of the stage of cancer that ravaged his body. As an athletic enthusiast, he had expected to live a long, healthy life but I know he accepted what was to come. Since then, although I have been living a rewarding life with others, his memory keeps coming back to me.