I’m heading back to Maryland for a few days next week and it reminds me of Carmen.

Will the ache in my soul ever go away? Will the pain cease to catch me off-guard randomly? Will I ever not choke up or get that lump in my throat when I re-watch videos like this one?

When I examine the present and look to the future, I am indeed hopeful.

But when I look to the past, I am still sad. Very, very sad.

I can’t wait to see her again.