It was 3 a.m. when Judy, unable to sleep again, sat in her son’s kitchen, haunted by memories of her long-lost sister, May. They had been separated 67 years ago, and Judy had never stopped searching. Despite countless efforts—letters, DNA tests, and old records—May remained a mystery.

That morning, her curious grandson Peter suggested trying Facebook. Hope sparked. Together, they searched, and though they found nothing that night, a message soon arrived from the hospital where the sisters were born: “I think we’ve found her.”

Heart racing, Judy called the doctor, who confirmed May had recently visited, also searching for her. With Peter by her side, Judy followed the address they received. There, in front of a house lined with sunflowers—May’s childhood favorite—they reunited.

Tears flowed as the sisters embraced, overwhelmed by decades of longing. Over time, Judy found her place in May’s family and, at last, felt whole. They dreamed of traveling together, making up for lost time, and healing old wounds with love and laughter.

For Judy, the search was over—but the journey had only just begun.