A week later, my mother called in a panic, telling me to turn on the TV. On the morning news sat the same couple, sharing their “Thanksgiving miracle.” When a photo flashed of me kneeling in the snow, I froze, realizing that a small act had meant everything to them.

That story led to a phone call, then dinner, and eventually something more. They introduced me to their granddaughter. Friendship grew into family, and today our lives are warmer, fuller, and forever changed — all because I chose to stop and help.