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Dear Reader,

To teach my little sister and me about courage, my mom told us that being courageous was like having a garden inside us, where a flower grows each time we’re brave. She called them courage flowers and gave both my sister and me a flower charm to remind us not just to be brave, but to remember that we already were - I wear my flower around my neck every day.

Recently, I welcomed a new flower to my garden.