I have asked the question several times. How would it feel for time to stop? How would it feel if... for a second, for a minute, time stops, and we breathe?

I just realized that I was wrong about being able to breathe. Time froze in place for me, and so did everything as I know it. My tears, my trembling fingers, my beating heart, my breath.

My fingers dangled off the door knob, and I just stood there, unable to think. Unable to do a thing.

I swallowed hard, then blinked, a long tear running down from my left eye. Is it that I had been bestowed a minute...