03-18-05,
Today I was in the student lounge, after a good day at school, listening to my Walkman.
I had put in Sting's 1993 album , 10 Summoner's Tales.
"Fields of Gold " came on and I began to see Tom , in the various stages of our lives , walking through the different parts of the song .
Waves of nostalgia took me hostage , I felt a surge of pain and loss that shook me down for a few minutes.
My face turned red and tears welled up in my eyes.
As the song drew to it's conclusion, I saw his face the last morning I ever saw him alive.
My daughter was busy next to me with her math work and didn't see my mini-meltdown.
The next song came on, it was more upbeat and I once again heard the clopping sounds of people in flip-flops going to the vending machine to grab a bag of chips .