I discovered something profound when sorting the contents: My mom hadn’t disappeared when she died. Her lessons, love, and impact lived on. Clara demonstrated that.
In subsequent months, I joined Clara’s community. We upgraded the free lunch program to include hot meals and weekly gatherings. I started volunteering often, enjoying helping others like Clara had.
One evening, Clara smiled at me as we packed up the table after a full day. “Your mom would be proud.”
I grinned back, lighter than in years. “Thanks, Clara. For everything.”
She shyly shrugged. “Just sharing her love.”
I’ve learned that love is infinite. Sharing it expands it beyond our imagination. Love unites us in ways seen and unseen, from a simple act of kindness to a lifetime of devotion.
I challenge you: Pay it forward. Share a meal, help, and listen without judgment. Because those ripples will reach someone who needs them.
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