My Mother Left Me with Our Neighbor and Never Came Back – Thirty-Five Years Later, I Found a Video Message She Hid in Our Basement
The human memory is a fragile and unpredictable thing, especially when it comes to early childhood. For most, those years are a blurred montage of colors and sounds, but for me, they are defined by a single, sharp fracture in time. I was three years old the last time I saw my mother. The memory…