My 68-year-old grandma wrote in the family chat asking for money.

All family members ignored her.

Two days later, I transferred her the money.

That night, she passed away.

As I went to her home, I froze.

She had used that money to buy… …little gift boxes with every family member’s name on them.

They were neatly placed on her kitchen table, each tied with a golden ribbon.

I sat down, trembling, when I read the note she had left on top:

“I didn’t need the money for myself. I wanted to leave everyone something small to remember me by — not because I’m leaving, but because love should always be shared while we still can.”

Inside each box were tiny handmade trinkets — family photos, knitted bookmarks, and handwritten notes full of advice, laughter, and love.

 

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