A week after I gave four dollars to a tired young mom at the gas station, an unexpected envelope appeared at my workplace with my name on it. I never imagined that small moment would come back into my life so powerfully. I had been working the late shift at a quiet station off the highway after losing my long-time factory job, and life felt heavy for my family. Money was tight, and every day felt the same. That night, the young woman bought only milk, bread, and diapers, and I helped her without thinking twice.
The following week, my manager handed me the envelope that had been delivered for me. Inside was a check for five thousand dollars and a note thanking me for helping the woman and her little boy. The message explained that her parents wanted to meet me and show their gratitude in person. When I told my wife, she urged me to go, reminding me that kindness has a way of returning when we least expect it. So that Sunday, I drove to the address written on the note, nervous but curious about what awaited me.
