I gave 100 euros to a young woman who was asking for milk for her baby; a month later I found out who she really was.

I never lost them.

Lucía got  milk for Mateo.

I discovered a part of my husband that needed to change.

And Alberto received a lesson he couldn’t have bought for a hundred thousand.

Because helping someone doesn’t always mean that person will come back months later to repay you.

It doesn’t usually happen.

Most good deeds disappear from our sight.

And that’s fine.

We help because we chose to do so.

Not because we expect the stranger to turn out to be a millionaire, doctor, businessman, or someone capable of returning the favor.

That day I handed over one hundred euros.

But what I really wanted to give Lucia was something my husband had taken from her for a few seconds: