May 26, 2014
Missing. It's a word that strikes terror in the heart. Certainly there are the minor gulps in the throat – missing car keys, missing wallet, a missing library book (and when you do find it, the dog has chewed the corner of it). Then there is the muttered prayer to St. Anthony, "Tony, Tony, listen, listen, hurry, hurry. Something is missing." But the missing that stops the heart is when a person or pet disappears.