As the seasons changed, so did Junie’s understanding of the world. She learned that while goodbyes were inevitable, the love and memories shared could never truly fade. And in the heart of our little neighborhood, under the watchful eye of her feathered confidante, Junie discovered that sometimes, holding on is about knowing when to let go—and that sometimes, love means promising to be there, in the quiet, everyday moments that weave the fabric of our lives.