Call the Canaries Home

by Laura Barrow

sometimes you had to check the rearview mirror to see the shape of it all and figure out how the hell you ended up where you were—

In a world that was determined to forget, someone had to do the remembering.

I was so afraid of losing

the best parts of my life that I sometimes forgot to enjoy them.

We could never keep every bad thing from happening. All we could do was cherish the good when we had it for however long it was ours.