You can call me Mrs. Taylor. So, would you like to join me for dinner tonight?”
“Sure,” the boy replied and then accompanied Mrs.
Taylor to her home. They had dinner together, and the boy slept at her house that night. When they went to see Tracy the following day, they discovered she had fainted from exhaustion and stress.
The doctors said she’d be in the hospital for a while, so Mrs. Taylor stepped in to look after Harry until then. “I can’t thank you enough, ma’am,” Tracy said to Mrs.
Taylor. “I’m so relieved Harry is fine. Honey, could you kindly wait outside while I speak with Mrs.
Taylor?” she asked, turning to Harry. “I need to talk about something important.”
“Sure, mom.”
When Harry left, Tracy burst into tears. “Thank you for helping us, ma’am.
We really can’t return your favor.”
“I’ve seen you frequently alone. Why don’t you socialize with your neighbors? I know they might be annoying at times, but they’re not all that horrible.”
“I don’t blame them for being mean to me, Mrs.
Taylor. I was ashamed of my living conditions, so I never spoke to anyone. I’m an orphan, and when my husband died, I was confident that I could look after my son, but nothing worked out.
We had to leave our large house and travel in a small motor vehicle. I’m a struggling writer who used to work as a waitress in a restaurant to support my son, but I was fired yesterday because I was frequently late for work. I’m nothing more than a failure.
Please take Harry in. I can’t look after him. Please…I just don’t want to live anymore!” She burst out crying.
“You shouldn’t say that! Ever! For the time being, focus on getting well soon!
You never know where life will take you, young lady!”
Well, Mrs. Taylor wasn’t wrong when she said that life could take a turn at any time. One year later…
Tracy sat at a table, signing copies of her first book, “The Woman: Life Through the Odds,” which was already a New York Times bestseller.
She was dressed to the nines in a suit, and there was a large crowd waiting for her to sign the copies. Exactly one year ago, on this very date, she had returned home from the hospital. Mrs.
Taylor noticed how deplorable the conditions were inside her mobile home, so she created a GoFundMe page and raised funds to assist her and Harry. Thanks to that, Tracy, who had previously wanted to give up on everything, labeling herself a failure, had gained the strength to start afresh. She rented a small house and started working as a freelance writer during the week and as a waitress on weekends.
She would stay up all night writing her book, and 9 months later, it was finally a success. She was able to send Harry to a better school, and Mrs. Taylor, who was a stranger to them, became Grandma to Harry and a mother to her.
After her book signing, as she was about to leave, Tracy reflected on how life had changed for her. A black car greeted her arrival at the exit. Her fiancé, Anderson Brown, emerged from the car and opened the door for her.
Tracy had met him for the first time at Harry’s school. He was a widower with a daughter, and she fell in love with him at first sight. Soon after, he proposed, and she agreed to marry him.
Tracy settled in the front seat and they drove home to their son and daughter, as well as Mrs. Taylor, who had moved in with them. She whispered a small prayer on her way home, thanking God for everything.
What can we learn from this story? We need to be patient and look for the silver lining. We, like Tracy, begin to lose hope when we face hard times.
But we must not lose sight of the fact that we can overcome any obstacle if we are confident. Tracy started afresh with Mrs. Taylor’s assistance, and she is now a successful writer.
Don’t judge a book by its cover. Tracey was embarrassed about her living conditions, so she never let anyone in, but people misunderstood her and gave her all types of derogatory names.
