Feeling hopeless, I walked aimlessly, tears streaming down my face. That’s when a car pulled up beside me, and a man said, “Get in, I’ll give you a ride.” At first, I was hesitant, but it was raining, and I had nowhere else to go, so I accepted his offer.
As we drove, I opened up about my struggles. The man listened carefully, and then, to my surprise, he handed me $100. That money allowed me to pay for daycare and start looking for a job. We didn’t become wealthy, but his act of kindness made all the difference in my life.
Now, 30 years later, my son is grown, and I often think about that man’s generosity. His simple act of kindness restored my faith and helped me through one of the darkest times in my life.
