Robert Hellenga

What to do with the past? There was so much of it.

Sometimes pain is God’s megaphone, his only way to get our attention.

He knew that he’d known her for less than a week, but now that she was gone he was continually probing his feelings for her, the way he might probe a sore tooth with his tongue, engaging her in imaginary conversations, imagining her saying such delightful things.

Sometimes it takes a little jolt to make us appreciate what we’ve got.