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I was homeless and had nothing. She had everything: a car and a house and a kind word for a stranger….
Years later, at her funeral, I break down.
My feelings are a mess. In my dreams, I thought I’d see her again. I would say thanks and show how far I’ve come, how right she’d been to help.
Maybe – one day – I can do the same for others.