I have another. I rarely tell it because it is from bittersweet times.
My husband became very sick and in quite a bit of pain. As happens sometimes, he became pretty mean. He had no appetite, so resented the food the girls and I needed. One evening all I had in the house was a cup of pinto beans, a quarter cup of ketchup, and a can of pork a neighbor had given me just because she was proud of her canning. My daughters were looking at me smiling, they had asked what was for supper. I couldn't do it anymore. I knew the next day we would have nothing.
Husband was sleeping so I quickly found all the change in the house, the car keys, and a few outfits for each of us.
We drove 40 some miles to town, and saw a fruit stand from Colorado selling things. I stopped and told they girls they could each get one thing. The man started bagging up lots of things and told me I needed to take them. Then his mother came out and said, "What's going on? You've yet to outgive me!" It was like they were having a contest!
Tearfully, we continued into town. I stopped at the welfare office to see if there was anything they could do. They gave me $100 voucher for the grocery store and a voucher for one night at a motel.
We went to the store and the manager said, "You're in luck. It's two for one day." We got food, soap, everything! The bookkeeper figured out what was going on and came out to tell me about a friend who just put her mother in a nursing home. It was furnished and they let me work off the deposit on the ranch and make weekly rent payments. I returned the motel voucher.
I got two jobs the next day, and found a very nice lady to watch the children.
I try to pay back and pay forward as I go. You never know who or how.