How can one know that the smiles shared while taking a picture with loved ones might be the last? That the photo, once a snapshot of joy, will become a distant memory to look back on? How can one know that the ordinary days spent with family will eventually come to an end? How can one recognize when a moment will be the last? How does one live, waiting for years for someone to return, only to realize they never will—and let that hope fade away as you move on in life?

Memories of cruelty, sadness, pain, longing, happiness, and innocence may fade with time. But the heart never forgets.