Fragment: A Story in Growing

Twenty years, time flies, while it takes a lifetime to say goodbye to a sunny day.

"You know what? When I was little, you told me that my mother was a fairy, a star, an alien queen. But I kept thinking, I don't want those awesome moms. I've been thinking... I don't want an awesome mom. I just want an ordinary mom to be by my side every day. "

"The last photo, a group photo of you both, may have been taken with the help of a passerby. Your wife is laughing in your arms, and you look down at her, not at the camera... You see a line of small words at the back of the photo: Youth as a companio