My love, If you’re reading this, I’m no longer with you, but please know how much I love you. I wanted to leave something behind to ease your burdens. Over the years, I helped many people, asking for nothing in return. But I told them that if they ever wanted to repay me, they could send something to this account. I believed in the goodness of people. I want you to have this now, on the fifth Christmas, to start fresh. All my love, Michael.
The next day, they went to the bank. The teller looked up, astonished. “Ma’am, there’s over $400,000 in this account.”
Samantha was stunned. The teller showed her a statement, revealing hundreds of deposits, each with a note of gratitude.
“Mom, Dad’s kindness… it came back,” Daniel whispered.
Back home, overwhelmed, Samantha said, “Your dad believed in people. And he was right.”
Daniel smiled, tears in his eyes. “Do you think I made him proud?”
Samantha wrapped him in her arms. “More than proud. He’d be overjoyed.”
That Christmas, Samantha and Daniel not only found financial relief but a powerful reminder of Michael’s lasting legacy of love and kindness. It was a miracle—a testament to the goodness of people and the enduring impact of love.