The morning after I brought home two abandoned twins I’d found in the woods, I heard strange noises coming from my daughter’s room. My heart nearly stopped when I rushed in, and what I saw almost left me in tears.
I’ve always believed in showing kindness to others, even complete strangers. But after what happened with those twins, I realized sometimes the kindest acts can bring unexpected miracles into your life.
Let me start from the beginning.
I’m a single mom to my amazing daughter Emma. Being her mom is the greatest joy of my life, and I’ve always tried to give her everything she needs. I tried even harder after her father left us five years ago.
That’s when I discovered he’d been having an affair with a woman from his office. The divorce shattered me, but I knew I had to keep it together for Emma’s sake.
Those first few months were the hardest.
Emma was only five, too young to understand why her world had suddenly changed. Every evening, she’d stand by our living room window and wait for her father to return.
“When’s Daddy coming home?” she’d ask, her big brown eyes full of hope.
I’d gather her in my arms, trying to find the right words. “Sweetheart, sometimes grown-ups need to live in different houses.”
“But why, Mommy? Did I do something wrong?”