Last year, while cleaning out my daughter’s closet, I found a stack of tiny dresses, soft onesies, and tiny denim overalls — all gently worn, still in great shape.

My daughter had outgrown them, but they were too full of love to just toss.

So I posted them online, offering them free to any family in need.

I didn’t think much of it.

Then, a message came.

Not from a stranger with a long list, but from a woman with just a few quiet words:

“My daughter is two. We don’t have much. If you’re still offering, we’d be so grateful.”

There was no embellishment. No story meant to tug at heartstrings.
Just honesty.
Just need.

And in that moment, I remembered:
👉 Asking for help takes more courage than most people realize.