## The Baby Was Growing
And Noah was growing quickly.
When I first met him, he had been seven months old.
Now he was crawling.
Maya showed me a photograph of him sitting on the floor surrounded by toys.
I laughed.
“He’s adorable.”
“He’s trouble,” she said.
We both laughed.
The transformation in Maya was equally remarkable.
The exhausted young mother I had met outside the grocery store was still there somewhere.
But now she carried herself differently.
She had discovered that needing help didn’t make her worthless.
More importantly, she had discovered that receiving kindness could inspire someone to give kindness to another person.
The chain had started with one container of formula.
Now it was helping dozens of families.
## What My Husband Saw
One afternoon, my husband came home carrying a box.
I looked at him.
“What’s that?”
He put it on the table.
“Diapers.”
I stared.
“For Maya?”
