It’s like there’s this best series on tv- hilarious, warm, poignant, perfect for your viewing pleasure- but you are not able to watch it. You can’t be in the right place at the right time. And you can’t tape it or stream it and you certainly can’t binge watch it later. You just missed it. Many weeks in a row. When you start to watch again, you’ll just have to pay close attention, catch up, and never know quite all that you missed.
Or try this- it’s like the most delicious cake (insert your favorite here, with lots of layers and fillings and icing on top) is on a shelf. It’s always there and you think about it all the time but you can’t have it. But its so delicious! You want it everyday.
Or- (because I like to do things in three’s)- It’s like you get to live through all the seasons but you somehow keep missing out on Spring.
Have I showed you that I miss my grandchildren?