I picked up the mail today and I started crying when I got a card from Leah's dad thanking me for the donation I made. I felt sad that this man who lost his wife so suddenly took the time to write me such a beautiful card and thank me.
It made me realize, yet once again, <sigh> how precious life is and why we can't take anything to heart from people we don't respect.
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