I live my life simply and with purpose. Simple joys make life meaningful, whether it’s running errands or helping others. Twice a week, I go to places like Walmart or Walgreens to buy groceries and other essential items, which I then distribute to people living in low income housing communities. Seeing the smiles on their faces and the relief in their eyes brings me immense joy. It’s a small effort, but it reminds me of the importance of giving and being grateful for what we have.

Throughout my life, I’ve rarely had anyone to support me. I’ve had to work hard for everything I’ve achieved. Yet, despite facing my own struggles, I’ve always tried to help others in need. That’s one reason why I don’t have many friends today often expect support only when it benefits them.

I see my efforts as part of doing God’s work. The world would be a far better place if we all helped one another instead of fighting. While many of us enjoy comfort and security at home, there are countless people without homes, food, or clean water, suffering from natural disasters, wars, and other hardships. Recognizing this makes me more grateful and less inclined to complain about life.

I’ve always felt a calling to humanitarian work, and seeing others happy brings me true fulfillment, regardless of the pain I’ve endured personally. Life is precious, and spreading kindness wherever possible is the most meaningful way I can honor it.