James’s povAn epiphany hit as I watched Rosa in action one evening at her boutique with one of her clients. And then her eyes, bright and tekcing at the sound of me saying I loved what I'd seen , were full of life again as she explained some of her designs, her hands moving as if they knew how to spell out in motion the colors behind which small stories had happened. I was in awe of her.Every dream she held had come to life, and every ounce of her being had gone into this boutique that was paying off. Still, as successful and incredible as she was, I could see the weight of it all—long hours, sleepless nights and sacrifices for keeping everything afloat. I wanted her to know that she was not alone, and that her strength encouraged me every single day; and I was right here to enjoy it with her, rather than endure.That night, at home with Rosa, I said, “Rosa, let me do something special for us tomorrow.She glanced up from her teacup, curiosity dancing across her features. “Special?
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