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8 days a week (I love you) The upstairs apartment was home to a couple who shared their love of plants and each other. A commitment to bliss and botany was immersive. They both worked from home long before work from home was a thing. They had met in laughter and got married in the magic of a love that never forgot to stop growing, just like plants. Pausing only to unfurl a new leaf of experience together. To edge always towards the light and know that sometimes feeling buried was a time for stillness and growth. She understood the need for silence before he had his morning coffee. He knew her love language was sunshine. Together they both made life shine brighter.