The truth was, Julian had approached Maya’s situation differently than I probably would have.
I would have researched funding options, spoken to the school, and organized a fundraiser.
Those would have been sensible steps.
And perhaps we still should have explored them together.
But Julian had seen his friend struggling and immediately wanted to make her daily life easier.
His generosity wasn’t perfect.
He should have asked permission before selling expensive belongings, and he needed to learn that helping others shouldn’t require giving away everything he owned.
But his heart had been in the right place.
Later that morning, Nathan asked if he could share Julian’s story at a community event.
I looked at my son.
“That’s up to you.”
Julian thought for a moment.
“Only if Maya’s okay with it.”
Maya grinned.
“Of course I am.”
Nathan smiled.
“Then maybe your story will encourage more people to look out for their neighbors.”
