Now, when people ask what inspired me to write, I tell them the truth. It wasn’t fame or ambition. It was a $60 gift from a woman who had nothing to give but love—and gave it anyway.
The world may remember her as an ordinary woman who lived a quiet life. But to me, she was proof that the smallest gestures can echo louder than grand speeches. That love, expressed simply, can outlive everything else.
Because sometimes, the things we think are small—a few words, a few dollars, a simple act—are what keep someone else’s story alive long after we’re gone.
And if you’re lucky, maybe one day, someone will hold your gift in their hands and feel what I did—the warmth of a love that never really left.
