At 20, I was a struggling single mom, abandoned by my family and working at a nail salon.
One day, a client left behind a Chanel bag. After two weeks, my boss offered it to me. Inside, I found $700 hidden in a pocket, along with a note that read, “For you.”
A year later, I learned it wasn’t random—the client was a friend of my boss, who had planned this to help me anonymously during my toughest time. Her kindness was a blessing I’ll never forget. Eight years later, it still inspires me to believe in the goodness of people.
