Last year, while cleaning my daughter’s closet, I decided to give away some gently used clothes for a 2–3-year-old girl. After posting, a woman messaged me, explaining she was struggling and asked if I could mail the clothes. I was hesitant at first but decided to help, sending the package at my own expense, unsure if I’d ever hear back.
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