Sometimes the smallest moments leave the deepest mark. 💛
Today, in the middle of a hot summer harvest, three kids pulled up to watch the combine. Two were eager and loud, but one little girl hung back — quiet, shy, carrying a birthmark that had clearly made life harder for her.
What happened next turned into one of the most meaningful half-hours of my life… a ride, a pinky promise, and a smile I’ll never forget.
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