On the morning of her sixtieth birthday, she opened her front door expecting nothing but the newspaper and the cool morning air. Instead, sunflowers covered the porch steps, leaned against the railing, and spilled across the welcome mat in a wild burst of gold — sixty of them, exactly the number a boy had once promised her when they were both fifteen… Continue Reading ⬇️
Sixty Sunflowers: The Childhood Promise That Waited Forty-Five Years
