A Simple Act of Kindness That Came Full Circle
It started with a closet.
Mine.
My daughter’s, to be exact.
She had outgrown her tiny dresses, soft onesies, and striped leggings — clothes that still smelled like laundry soap and babyhood.
I folded them neatly, tied the bundle with twine, and posted online:
“Free baby clothes — gently used, clean, and ready for a new little one to love.”
I didn’t think much of it.
Just a small act.
One of those things you do when you’re clearing space, letting go, moving on.
But then, a message came.
Not from someone local.
Not from a friend.
But from a woman I’d never met.
Her words were quiet. Honest. Raw.
“My daughter has almost no clothes. We’re going through a hard time. Would you… would you still send them?”
There was no demand.
No drama.
Just a mother, asking for help.
And in that moment, I hesitated.
Not because I doubted her.
But because the world has taught us to guard our hearts — to wonder if kindness will be met with gratitude… or taken for granted.
