Not long after I posted, I received a message. It was from a woman I didn’t know. She introduced herself and explained that she was in a difficult situation—out of work, newly single, and trying to provide for her toddler daughter. The little girl, she said, had barely enough to wear. Most days, she tried to make do with hand-me-downs from neighbors, but even those were wearing thin.
She didn’t ask for money. She didn’t ask for anything but this:
“Could you mail the clothes if I cover the shipping?”
But then… something in her message made me stop.
Choosing to Help Anyway
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