I GAVE MY COAT TO A HOMELESS WOMAN ON CHRISTMAS EVE — 3 YEARS LATER, SHE RETURNED WITH A GRAY CASE & A SMILE I COULDN’T FORGET

Christmas had always been the highlight of the year for my wife Jenny and me.

We started dating in high school and she was still the kind of girl who’d make you smile without even trying. Her laugh could erase a bad day in seconds, and her presence turned every moment into a cherished memory.

“Remember when you slipped on the ice while trying to impress me?” she’d tease, her smile making my embarrassment worth it.

“Hey, I didn’t fall. I strategically knelt to tie my shoe,” I’d retort, earning her laugh.