He dropped the sunflowers off at my house the night before. I scattered them on the ground the next day-hands shaking, heart racing. I waited and paced and tried to figure out how I was going to hold it together. These things don’t happen twice, and the outrageous privilege of being there for this was not lost on me.
It didn’t matter that she couldn’t see where they were going. She walked confidently, as sure of him to protect and lead her as she was of the wind that blew cold and loud around them. By the time they reached the sunflowers, she knew where she was…
Face to face with her once in a lifetime.
