I Stumbled Upon a Headstone in the Woods and Saw My Childhood Photo on It – I Was Sh0cked When I Found out the Truth

I remember smiling at her — at how calm looked on her face.

That Saturday, we wandered into the woods behind our cottage to search for mushrooms. Nothing exotic — just the kind Lily could cook with butter and garlic while Ryan proudly claimed he’d “foraged” them himself.

Brandy barked at every squirrel and rustle. Ryan darted ahead with a plastic bucket, hacking at ferns like they were dragon tails.

It was one of those days that feels nostalgic even before it’s over.

Until it wasn’t.