What a Simple Happy Meal Revealed About Loss
Under the harsh fluorescent lights, a simple truth revealed itself: kindness doesn’t need an audience, and a person’s dignity doesn’t disappear just because they’re struggling.
When I stepped back out into the cold night, my hands were empty, but something inside felt lighter. Sometimes the smallest acts — a meal, a toy, a moment of grace — quietly stitch the world back together, one heart at a time.
