Moving On ended just as I ultimately expected it to.  The author set the reader up with the narration of this woman and her life after the death of her husband.  The author led us to believe that there was an empty space in the heart of the narrator.  A space that was once filled with love for her dead husband. The author allowed us to understand her struggles and the obstacles she had to come across to.  From getting over her pain, to learning to become more appealing.  After going through the motions with the character it was only right for the author to allow us the readers to get the happy ending that the woman worked so hard to achieve.  I assumed she lived happy ever after, filling the void in her life with the understanding gentleman who has now become her husband.

The narrator crossed paths with a man from another shelter.   The man filled an emptiness in her heart.  He made her whole, she had a purpose, she was desired, she was attractive, she was human again.  Allowed to feel her jump a beat.  But like her husband, her window friend left her too.  So the man served his purpose, his purpose to let her know that she can love again despite her loss.