because the past was always around her and might return at any time. It prowled the world searching for her, and she knew it was growing angrier at every passing day.

Yet I have come to believe that while the past is unchangeable, our perceptions of is are malleable...

I mean talk. Never forget that God is your friend. And like all friends, He longs to hear what's been happening in your life. Good or bad, whether it's been full of sorrow or anger, and even when you're questioning why terrible things have to happen. So I talk with
him.

The past was gone and the future had yet to unfold, and he knew he should focus his life on the present…yet his day-to-day existence suddenly struck him as endless and unbearable.

If it’s over, then don’t let the past screw up the rest of your life.

Everyone has a past, but that's just it--it's in the past. You can learn from it, but you can't change it.