Many stories end the with the famous words, "The End."
I'm always tempted to laugh when I read that phrase.
It seems so vague, so unreal.
It's not a bad phrase, it just isn't the right phrase, because where one story ends, another begins.
I've always loved a tragic ending, like a Shakespeare ending that leaves you lost in a state of shock.
But in real life, tragic endings are hard and painful.
When a "story" in life ends in a tragic way, that is when I remind myself of the new "story" that is beginning.
I do not know the new story's plot, or all of it's characters, what the climax will be or if it will end happily.
I only know the Author of all stories is writing another marvelous story and even if it ends tragically, it is only because the ending of a future story will be better because of it.