My 70-year-old grandmother received a Valentine’s Day gift from Todd, the only man she ever truly loved—someone she hadn’t seen in fifty years. Todd had sent her a letter, recalling a single night they spent together in Paris when they had agreed to meet again. But a family tragedy had prevented my grandmother from showing up, and Todd never knew why. Now, after decades apart, he had reached out, hoping to rekindle their love. However, my grandmother was hesitant to meet him, fearing the past and all the emotions it might bring.

Feeling that love shouldn’t be left to wither, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I tricked my grandmother into driving with me to the train station where they had once planned to reunite. To our surprise, we found Todd’s grandson, Justin, who explained that Todd was too afraid to reach out himself. After some convincing, my grandmother agreed to meet Todd. When he finally appeared, the emotions were overwhelming. They embraced, and I saw that some loves—no matter how old—never fade. Justin and I exchanged a knowing smile, proud that we had brought these two souls together again, proving that love has the power to transcend time.