She had been a tribal girl who had been rudely introduced to the Rangers, the people her predecessor spoke very highly of. But that was never the problem. She frowned, as she studied the photos of the flowers in front of her. It had been years since she thought of the first encounter with them.  It was her career that stood in the way of her dream of having a family. With the one person she had fallen for.

His small almond eyes, cute shy face. Oh yeah, not to mention his voice.

But her thoughts for her fiancé didn’t last long. Her feelings had changed when she met the original holder of the Black Ranger Powers. His cute happy-go-lucky personality had attracted her. His energy flowed inside her warm and bright. Not matter how much she denied it, the fact was always there, that she was attracted to him.

Seeing him was always painful, with her longing to be in those arms. But the sadness on his face always remained. It twisted her heart, to know she was helpless, that there was nothing in her power to wipe out the pain of losing the father they both had known.

“Sweetie, are you okay?” she heard her mother ask.

“Yeah, sure, I’m fine,” she replied automatically.

But it was far from the fact. Her heart was shattered by losing that person. Emptiness reeled inside her. She got up and walked to the window, where the rain tap-tapped softly on the glass inside the frames.

The large buildings of New York made her homesick for Angel Grove. Here the weather wasn’t always pleasant. Winters were cold, colder than what she was used to.

The weather, like her moods, shifted. A small smile began to form, just thinking about it. Knowing the comfort it gave her.

Like a mirror to the past, from her reflection in the glass she could see the adventures she had taken part in as the Yellow Ranger. She had been proud to serve, until the time she was to retire.

She didn’t want to play favorites with those days, but there were exceptions. More than in one way.

One was when Tommy found his brother by blood, not the one of spirit he often spoke about. To see the trouble he had gone through to find him, it was worth it, for both of them. But it didn’t go as smoothly as expected. Mondo butted in as always. If he hadn’t he wouldn’t have been the enemy she knew.

After all, Tommy had to relive his identity as the Red Ranger to claim his brother— whom he hardly knew. Her lips twitched at that memory. The other memory she was very fond of was when she found her parents. A smile lit up, thinking how she found them.

In the Mysterio Island, only armed with a map, where her parents were last seen.

As she thought of it now, she had been foolish to just teleport out, without informing anyone and without any proper supplies, in case she couldn’t get back home. But she had found them, after a long time convincing Auric that she and her friends were there for good.

A hand on her shoulder brought her back to the present, leaving the memories in the past, her eyes shadowed with sadness. With the loss of a person whom she thought of as a father.

She turned to see her father, standing behind her.

“What are you thinking?”

With a deep sigh she turned around and smiled at her Dad. “Just how lucky I am to have parents like you,” and hugged her father, letting herself feel the comfort of the arms she thought she would never have.

And shed a tear for the one she lost. To remember the love he passed on, before leaving. At that time she thought it was temporary, when he was kidnapped, but her worst fears came true.

Now he was gone forever, she never got a chance to tell him how much she appreciated his being in her life. Now she never would.

But somehow she knew he had known that all along.

Till we meet again, Zordon. Farewell for now, she thought.

Tanya Sloan – soon to be Park, gained two parents, but lost one more. The memory of the one she had lost would forever remain in her heart.