I was seven months pregnant, riding the bus\u2014excited but tired. When an older woman got on, I gave her my seat without thinking. She watched me kindly, like I reminded her of someone.<\/p>\n
As she got off, she slipped something into my pocket and smiled. Later, I checked\u2014it was an old locket. Inside was a photo of a young woman with a baby and a note: \u201cThank you. Years ago, someone gave up their seat for me when I carried my child.\u201d<\/p>\n
I teared up, not from sadness, but from the quiet beauty of kindness coming full circle. In that moment, I felt hope\u2014and promised to keep passing it on.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"