The story I have to share is about my mother's unrequited love. She never saw him again until her graduation day. After receiving her diploma, she took a flight to a different country in an attempt to forget him. However, as time passed, she came to realize just how much she was connected to him - to his infectious laughter and all the things that made him unique. She remembered their last conversation, realizing that it would be the final time they would ever speak. He vanished from her life, changing his school, his name, his identity, and everything else. Despite my desire to meet him, I know that I cannot.

And now she's no more...