Today I received my fourth donation from an unknown person. I knew some friends and family would be willing to help me out, but I never thought strangers would reach out and help me.
While it may seem like it’s not that different than donating a few bucks at the grocery store checkout counter, or throwing a few coins in the Salvation Army Santa’s bucket, it is to me. Receiving $100 from someone who doesn’t know me, or my life, brings tears to my eyes.
The fact that they asked for nothing in return, no favor, no debt paid back, no strings, and just gave that money out of the goodness of their hearts… it’s beautiful. They didn’t tell me I had to “earn” their respect, their love, their support. They gave it freely, knowing they will likely never meet me, or even talk to me. They gave it to be supportive, because they saw someone who needed help.
And of course I’m not saying that any of the other people that have very generously donated asked for anything in return either. It makes me so happy to see that there are people out there that are so generous and supportive of me and my struggle. It makes me feel like they all are sharing the journey with me. And more importantly, that they want to.
I guess today I am just overwhelmed by the generosity of people. Of my friends who have graciously donated; of my mom’s friends who have reached out to help their friends daughter, some of them having never met me either; to my family members, near and far, some even on different continents; and to the strangers who gave so openly.
Thank you for showing your love for all the right reasons, and for never asking me to earn it from you.
For those who’d like to donate and haven’t yet: