One day, after purchasing my two “strength” and “love” necklaces, I met a homeless man on the street. He told me that he had a rare disease that could not be cured. He told me about himself and how he once loved a girl named Turki and that when, a couple of years ago, she was killed in a car accident, he sobbed for many days and nights. I learned a lot about this man and thought he had plenty of love, but all he needed was strength. So, I gave him the necklace and he thanked me with a big warm hug.
October 28, 2012