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We often think that the big moments in life are the ones that define us, but it’s really the small, quiet choices we make in the rain at 6 p.m. on a Tuesday. My grandfather’s gift to a stranger four decades ago came back to save me when I needed it most, proving that no act of love is ever truly lost. I’m proud to carry on the “flower shop heart,” one sunflower at a time, knowing that the legacy I continue is one built entirely on compassion.
