"Will I ever see her again?"
I paused, not knowing what to say.
Some people only appear in certain chapters of our life.
The college student who watched our kids.
The coworker we once spent every day with.
The friend who moved away.
The mentor who changed everything.
The neighbor who felt like family.
We can be sad they're not in this chapter.
Or grateful they were in the last one.
It's easy to live in old chapters.
Re-reading the same pages.
Missing the ones we're in now.
There's a reason the windshield is big
And the rearview mirror is small.
One shows where you're going.
One shows where you've been.
Your past chapters made you.
But they're not where you live.
Today's page is blank.
-Antonio