After losing my newborn son, I gave everything away to a struggling mother—by morning, dozens of strollers covered my lawn, each holding a sealed box

smiled. “Yesterday Elena came to the community resource center. She couldn’t stop talking about the woman who had emptied her son’s nursery so another baby could have a chance.”

Linda gestured toward the lawn. “We’re all part of a monthly support group. When I told the others what you did for Elena, every one of us went home and opened a closet we’d continue reading …