It turned out he had been helping and donating for years.
There was a little notebook where he was writing down the names of those who needed donations and those who donated to the good cause of making someone’s day and life a bit better.
In a tiny corner on the front page of that notebook, he wrote, “If anything happens to me, I hope someone continues this.”
Finding out that garage was like discovering a piece of my late husband’s soul. In that moment, I felt closer to him than ever before.
And yes, I was the person to continue his work now that he was gone. It was obvious that stepping up for the community was something close to his heart, and I wouldn’t let his kindness and generosity end with his passing.
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