A new chapter had already begun a little over a year ago.
I just let the pages turn.
It is just a lamp. Turning it off was very difficult. We kept it on in the basement so that Noel had some light while she hung out down there. I was downstairs vacuuming and realized it didn’t need to be left on anymore. I feel like a large piece of my life has ended. True it may be a good thing, but I am losing parts of my past that were still happy and special. I guess when one chapter ends, a new one begins. Since I am the author, it is up to me to fill the pages the best that I can now.