I thought I was just stopping to help a stranded driver. 🚗 What I found instead was a love story that’s lasted 15 years beyond goodbye.
Every Saturday morning, he brings flowers to his wife’s grave—a ritual born not out of habit, but out of devotion. When he said, “This is the smallest thing I could do to show everyone that I love her more than life itself,” my heart stopped.
That morning, I didn’t just free a car from a rut—I witnessed proof that true love never dies. ❤️
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