When my parents lost their home, I asked my husband if they could stay temporarily in one of his rental properties. He refused, saying, “This is my business, not a charity.” His words hurt, but I stayed quiet, hoping things would somehow work out.
The next day, my mother called in tears. She had seen my husband arranging housing for them elsewhere—under strict conditions they couldn’t manage. My parents felt rejected and alone.
That night, I spoke to my husband again. I reminded him how much my parents had supported us over the years and that while business matters, family matters more.
After a long conversation, he finally softened.
The following week, he offered them one of his rentals free of charge and helped them find resources to get back on their feet. It wasn’t just a solution—it was a shift in perspective.
We both learned that success isn’t measured only by profit, but by compassion. Sometimes, the most meaningful investment you can make is simply showing up for the people who once showed up for you.
