Today in downtown OKC, I witnessed something that stopped me in my tracks. A man sat quietly, asking only for change. But instead of passing by, a woman sat with him, split her meal, and—most importantly—listened. She didn’t just give; she stayed. She treated him not as someone to fix, but someone to know.
In a world where we often draw lines between “us” and “them,” her small act of humanity reminded me of the power of connection. Sometimes love looks like sitting, sharing, and truly seeing each other. 💛
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