My dy*ng wife asked me to find my first love as her final wish… when I learned why, my knees nearly gave out.

After searching through countless Facebook groups and making phone call after phone call, I finally found Anna.

She lived in another city about four hours away from me.

And one weekend morning, I drove there.

I found Anna’s house and sat in my car for a long time, wondering what on earth I was doing there.

Finally, I gathered my courage and knocked on the door.

I recognized Anna immediately.

Her hair was gray, and she had wrinkles just like I did, but it was unmistakably her.

I said hello and explained everything about Carol.

Anna greeted me and offered her condolences.