Have you ever been to a place you loved so much that you felt like you belonged there, that you were meant to live there even if it was a place so different from the home you knew all your life?

Did you swear to yourself that you would do whatever possible for you to be able to come back, even taking a rock, a shell, or a  leaf with you to help you remember your promise along with the millions of photographs you took with your camera, and with your mind?

Have you come across one of these souvenirs lately and wondered what happened to that vow or to the person that you were in that particular time and place?