There really are these little things that make us, aren't there? Interactions or experiences that we carry along with us... My fondness comes from tending to these flowers with my grandfather.
And I do think that those things are enough to make them lovely, even against everything else.
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[ a little hum of understanding, and he nods ]
There really are these little things that make us, aren't there? Interactions or experiences that we carry along with us... My fondness comes from tending to these flowers with my grandfather.
And I do think that those things are enough to make them lovely, even against everything else.