I rewatched the movie today and I found how much this movie is able to torn me. Love, hurt, forgiveness and redemption. The little fragments of moments just stays in my mind while I wandered around. Not only the main story moves me, the story of Hunter also puts significantly weight on me. I was raised by my aunt from 1-2 years old when my parents went out to start up a company. It was the period I barely memorized anything and I all know afterwards is that I have an aunt who expresses tremendous signs of love to me whenever I have a chance to see her annually. She sends me money also for snacks sometimes on the sly. My mom doesn't know it and I paid no attention in telling her. I indulged into my aunt's love without realizing the weight of my existence in her life. I am such a terrible 'son' to her, and I wish to become better.
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