I gave a stranger my child’s clothes, and a year later I got a surprise package.

I was giving away clothes for a girl between the ages of 2 and 3.

A woman texted me to say she was having a hard time and her daughter had nothing to wear.

Could I mail these clothes to her? At first, I was going to tell her to go walk, but then I thought,

“Who knows what really happened there?” That’s why I sent them all at my own cost. After a year, I got a box.

There were…tiny shoes that were neatly wrapped and a letter that was written by hand.

The woman said that when she reached out, she had just come out of a very bad time in her life.

To protect her daughter, she had to leave everything behind and start over.

The clothes I sent her little girl kept her warm in the winter and gave her pride as she started preschool in a new place.

“Not just clothes,” she wrote, “they were hope stitched in kindness.”

She also sent a picture of her daughter wearing one of the sweaters I had sent, and she was smiling.

Her hair was pulled back in cute pigtails, and her eyes sparkled with the pure joy that only kids have.

That things were better now that the mom had a job and a small apartment. She finally felt safe

. She gave them back as a reminder of the trip they had taken together and how much one small act of kindness can mean to someone in need.

I had tears in my eyes as I sat at my kitchen table.

I thought those clothes were old ones for my child.

But for someone else, they were a safe place to be during a storm.

The mom thanked me for believing her when she felt like no one was listening and for being kind when she was afraid of being judged.

She said she would tell someone else about the kindness when she could, so the chain of kindness would keep going.

I learned something simple but powerful that day: we never really know the wars other people are fighting.

Little things like a package, a message, or a moment of waiting can have bigger effects than we think.

As I put the box away in my closet, it’s not because I need the things inside,

but because it tells me that kindness comes back to us in the form of small shoes and a thankful heart.

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