When I was in my 40's I went through a divorce.For the first time in my life I was going to be on my own,depending on my own resources for the quality of life I would have.I worked for a design company.I could not believe the jealousy between the women there.One of the women in the office Marie had a nine year old child that had cancer.My heart went out to her.My daughter had an illness when she was 18,so i know what she was going through.At Christmas all employees were to get a Christmas bonus.I swore the secretary to secracy,I took half my bonus and put it in an envelope for Marie, with the sick child.For days i heard all of the most disgusting talk among the rest of the employees.Each person just knew someone else that deserved it so much more. i sat in complete awe as they talked about this rich old woman that they knew must have been the ONE that had given the money.I never told a soul.They had heard about the gift but not the giver. The secretary had kept her promise to keep it a secret.A few weeks ago a friend of mine needed me to pick up an item for him at a gas station.I walked in, and there stood Marie as the cashier.She didn't remember working with me.Then I asked her if she remembered getting a gift of money from a secret giver that worked with her, one christmas.She began to cry and as tears streamed down her cheeks, her body began to shake,she said"It was you" she was noticeably excited. She got her composure and then began to speak.She said"Let me tell you what I've done every Christmas since that one".She told how she picks a family every year and gives to them but it is always kept a secret. She said it brings her such joy and she rememebers how she felt that Christmas she had so much need.I now call this my own play it forward story.Both our daughters are in remission and still living today.God bless you all.