I kept searching for something that would make me feel closer to home.
I was searching for something that would ease the կարոտ I carried for my homeland, a feeling of longing that's difficult to put into words.
I looked everywhere.
I found books filled with remarkable history and facts.
But none of them gave me the feeling I had been searching for.
None of them made me feel like I was home.
None of them made Armenia feel close.
They taught me about my country, but they never made me feel like I was there.
That's when I realized...
The book I had been searching for simply didn't exist.