My husband sweetly bought me a bouquet of sunflowers this past weekend because he knows just how much I adore them. They are my favorite flower in the entire world, I don’t love them for their smell, I love them for their sunny faces. My love affair with the sunflower began during my childhood trips to France, I remember staring out various car windows gazing at fields and fields of sunflowers looking up towards the sun and being captivated by their beauty. Their sunny and happy faces imprinted strong feelings of optimism and happiness, feelings that have never left whenever I see a sunflower.