I still remember the first time I said goodbye to someone special at the Delta Airlines terminal at Pearson. Terminal 3 wasn’t just a place—it felt like a moment frozen in time. The hugs, the last glances, the silent prayers before boarding... everything happened there.
Every time I pass through that terminal, a wave of memories rushes back. It's strange how an airport terminal can hold pieces of your heart.
For many, it’s just the Delta Airlines terminal at Pearson—but for me, it’s where distance began and love stayed.