A café owner wiped the same little table by the window three times that morning.
Nobody had sat there.
Nobody had reserved it.
Just before lunch, the bell above the door rang.
An elderly gentleman walked in, looked around, smiled and said,
“That’s my table.”
🌻 What Did You See?
Every person who reads this story will see something a little different, and I think that’s what makes these little Sunflower Thoughts so special. If it sparked a memory, an idea or simply made you pause for a moment, I’d love to hear what you saw in it. Share your thoughts in the comments—you never know when your perspective might be exactly what someone else needed to read today. 🌻
