While cleaning out my daughter’s closet last year, I decided to donate some gently used clothes for a toddler.
Soon after, a woman reached out,
explaining her little girl
had almost nothing to wear and asked if I could mail the clothes to her.
I was unsure at first but felt moved by her honesty,
so I sent the clothes at my own expense without expecting anything in return.
Months passed, and I nearly forgot about it,
wondering if I had been scammed. Still,
I told myself that the clothes might be helping someone in need,
and that was enough. Then, almost a year later,
a package arrived with a heartfelt letter
and photos of the little girl wearing the clothes I sent.
