Today, while driving to lunch, I suddenly had a mental image of myself wrapping my arms around you and kissing you on the cheek. I was thinking how I wished you had accepted the Christmas present I gave you last year. I just wanted you to take your husband to that restaurant. I thought it'd be fun.

Anyway, I started crying. When I got to the place where I was meeting my co-workers for lunch, one of them was standing outside as I pulled into the parking lot. I don't know if he saw the tears on my face.

But I liked those tears. The pain, the longing, they make me feel closer to you.

I still miss you.