Last night as we were at the mall in Tulsa, something happened to cause my breathe to catch in my throat.... It was as if someone had shoved an egg in there- I couldnt seem to swallow it down and it made my chest ache to try.
Its gotten to be a familiar feeling.
On the drive home, in a moment of quietness, I asked Cliff " Do you think that feeling will ever quit? You know, the ache of knowing what you are missing out on?"
He responded simply and then quietness again. " No. It will ebb and flow, but it will always be there."
And so it ebbs and flows.