SOTD! A Strangers Note on My Grocery Receipt Changed My Day, and Maybe My Faith in People

That woman didn’t just return my wallet. She returned something far more valuable: faith. Faith that people still choose kindness. Faith that quiet good still matters. Faith that we haven’t forgotten how to care.

Now that worn receipt stays where I can see it — a daily reminder that even the smallest gestures can echo farther than we ever realize.

Because sometimes, all it takes to restore hope is a stranger, a pen, and six simple words:
Check your back seat.