I still feel an ache when I call the dogs in from the yard, even last night, and I hold the door open longer even after all three were in the house because there’s still one more that needs to come inside for the night. But there isn’t. Shifra is gone. It’s better that way. Somehow it’s okay for things you love to be far away from you, lost to you for good. The love is still there and you keep living and you move on but I still look back, I still wonder where I went wrong and what I could have changed. Maybe nothing; maybe everything. But that’s in the past. And right now I still have this girl. This Judah. This amazing being who changed my life forever.
