These past few months have been the hardest of my life. Watching the woman who taught me everything — strength, kindness, and how to chase a dream — grow weaker has been heartbreaking. Every time I walk into the boutique, I see her everywhere: in the way the clothes are folded, the scent of the store, even in the music she used to hum while working. Letting go isn’t easy, but I know it’s what she would want — for me to be by her side, holding her hand through this time. This isn’t just the end of a store; it’s saying goodbye to a piece of her, and I’m holding onto every memory with all my heart. ❤️