Returning the book brought tears to my eyes

Nearly a decade ago, Andrew and I came into possession of about 40 books that had been written by children in our school district.  These books were 10-20 years old at the time, and I was tasked with trying to get them returned to the "authors".  We were able to get a few returned, but most of the people I didn't know.  We are desperate to get this box out of our garage, so I decided to start taking action.  The one I returned this morning, brought me to tears, and this is going to stay with me for a bit.

I had been contacted by the step-daughter of one of the names.  Unfortunately, the gentleman had passed away two years ago.  His step-daughter was so excited about the prospect that this book may have been a part of his childhood.  When we discussed getting the book to her, she mentioned she didn't have transportation, but she would see if she could find a friend.  I told her I'd be happy to drop off the book to her.  That is when I learned she lives in the "project housing" here in town, but has a job at the fast food restaurant next to it and works mostly evenings.  I told her I would bring the book by after church.

Andrew doesn't like me going to this place by myself, and I was happy he was along to accompany me, although it was fairly quiet on a Sunday morning.  This woman lives with a partner and small child at the end, and honestly, they are more isolated and I'm sure that helps to keep things quieter.  As I handed the book to her, I showed her where her step-dad's picture was in the back, and as she kept thanking me, tears came to her eyes.  I hugged her, and I am so incredibly glad that I was able to get the book back to her family.  Her plan is to make copies and give the original to his mother.

This is going to stay with me, to be honest.  I have no idea what this family's story is, but they are going to be on my heart and mind for a long time.  Clearly, things have been hard for them.  I can't help but feel there is a reason I was to do this.  I don't know what it might be yet, but I'm not going to forget these people anytime soon.