Doing a good deed without expecting anything in return is the essence of paying it forward. True kindness lies in offering help without seeking repayment or recognition. The moment you expect something in return, it ceases to be a selfless act and becomes a transaction—a favor rather than genuine help.

A few weeks ago, I was on the bus to Target. A couple stops after mine, a lady with back pain was struggling to load her suitcase onto the bus. While others sat and stared, I walked to the front and helped her to her seat. Both she and the bus driver thanked me for the help, putting me in a good mood for the rest of the day.

This semester in bio lab, my tablemate had a family emergency and had to leave for three weeks. I stepped up to cover their lab work, ensuring they didn’t fall behind. I kept detailed notes, completed experiments, and helped them catch up when they returned. They were incredibly grateful, sharing how much it eased their stress during a difficult time. Our lab instructor also praised my effort, reminding me how simple acts of kindness can make a big difference.

In the past few years, I have gotten amazing opportunities to reach out to the community thru my church. Whether it’s building houses or teaching kids at a summer camp, it is so awesome to be a part of something bigger than myself. Helping the community is one of the greatest things I have done and will continue to do.

Growing up with a younger brother who has autism, I didn’t always understand his struggles. I often felt frustrated and as a child, I wished he was like the other kids. Until one day, through tears, he said, “I’m trying, but it’s hard. My brain feels like a storm.” That moment changed everything. I began to see him not as someone who needed to change but as someone who needed understanding and love. He taught me patience and empathy, opening my eyes to the beauty in differences and learning to love and embrace. Now, my arms are open to all, offering warmth, not judgment, to him and those like him.

This afternoon my husband made a chicken and rice recipe that he read about in the New York Times. This comforting meal was certainly one to be shared. He immediately thought about our 93 year old neighbor who lives independently but also lives alone.

Sharing a meal is such an act of kindness and humanity, love and fellowship. It warmed my heart to see these two men connect and both be nourished.