I've written about it before and, unfortunately, I'm writing about it again. I don't care how many times it happens, what airline, nor the ultimate outcome, my heart hurts. My eyes always fill with tears. I even sob and shake uncontrollably, sometimes. The thoughts overwhelm me occasionally. It all strikes far too close to home. And I wish I were home with my honey. I never, ever, want to hear "Brace, brace, brace!" Ever.