Tell Me How This Ends

by Jo Leevers

‘When you look back, you don’t see your own life in an orderly way. It’s more like snapshots – like in a photo album.

At first, you’ll feel as if a huge hole has opened up in front of you. But slowly the edges will soften and the hole will start to fill up. As time goes on, you won’t fall into it quite so often and eventually you’ll be able to stand on the edge and look into it.