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It’s in our family, you see. And every winter, when I’d miss my grandchildren the most, I’d carve these to feel closer to them.”

The officer nodded, understanding now the depth of her passion. “Well, you certainly have a talent,” he said warmly. “Enjoy your trip and your time with your family.”

The grandmother thanked him again, her voice full of gratitude and excitement. As she walked away, her suitcase now safely in tow, the security officer couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. In his line of work, surprises weren’t always pleasant, but this was one he’d remember fondly.

As the airport buzzed back to its usual rhythm, those who had witnessed the scene shared knowing smiles, reminded of the kindness and talent that can often go unnoticed. The elderly woman, with her suitcase of treasures, became a small legend within the airport that day — a reminder that sometimes, beneath the surface of routine and regulation, lies a human story waiting to be shared.

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