In 2024 my older brother was going through a rough time, living on the streets in another state and in a bad way. I was really broke at the time but scraped together fifty bucks to send him. He used venmo which I was unfamiliar with, and I am not a tech-savvy person. I ended up sending the money to a complete stranger who had the same first name as my brother. I felt like the world's fool, and now I had no money left.

I immediately messaged the guy, the wrong Josh, and told him I hadn't meant to send the money and could he please return it. I didn't even want to message him, so cynical my worldview I pictured him laughing with his crew about some dinosaur who not only accidentally paid him, but was fool enough to ask for it back.

Within moments he replied, "hey Jacquelyn, no worries I'm sending it back now. Have a good day" And he did. When I thanked him profusely, he said "I'm not that type of person to keep what's not mine"

This was nearly two years ago and I still think of it often, both the act of kindness and also the simple but powerful way he stated his moral code, said without fanfare or in anticipation of praise. His name is Josh, and he inspired me to be a better person and to make sure I'm not that type of person to keep what's not mine.