I began volunteering at a nursing home to boost my university applications, but little did I know, this experience would change my life forever. It was there I met Mrs. Coleman, a 90-year-old woman who claimed to know me from my childhood.
Her words sparked a series of faint memories: a tiny kitchen, birthday candles and laughter. I had forgotten this part of my life, but Mrs. Coleman’s stories brought it all back. She spoke of my annual visits to her home, singing and playing with her grandson Soren.
As our conversations deepened, I felt an inexplicable connection to this woman. She reminded me of a life I had forgotten, one where I was seen and remembered. Before I knew it, Mrs. Coleman slipped into a coma and was hospitalized.
The next day, I received a shocking notification: $700,000 had been deposited into my account. The nursing home informed me that Mrs. Coleman had left a note for me, “Use this for your dreams, sweet girl. You deserve it.”
Overwhelmed, I decided to use the money to make a difference. I donated $50,000 to the nursing home for renovations and gave generously to charities for orphans. I also pursued nursing school, determined to care for others as Mrs. Coleman had cared for me.
Mrs. Coleman’s gift went beyond financial support; it reminded me of my worth and purpose. Her legacy lives on through me, as I strive to make a difference in the lives of others.
This unexpected encounter taught me that sometimes, it’s the people we least expect who see us, remember us and change our lives forever.
