A worried housewife picked up the phone and heard a kind voice.
“Oh, Mother,” she sobbed. “The baby won’t eat, the washing machine broke, I sprained my ankle, and I have guests coming!”
The voice immediately offered help—shopping, cleaning, cooking, even calling a repairman. But then came the surprise: “Who’s George?”
It wasn’t her mother. It was a wrong number. The caller, Martha, had meant to call her own daughter—but Sarah, exhausted and desperate, whispered her address anyway.
Thirty minutes later, Martha arrived. She cleaned, cooked, and cared for the baby like she’d been there forever. That night, they shared tea, stories, and grief over lost loved ones.
Martha kept visiting, teaching Sarah little tricks, becoming the mother she never had. Years later, Sarah’s daughter called her “Grandma,” and Martha smiled through tears.
Sometimes, life’s mistakes are destiny in disguise—bringing the right people at the wrong time. ❤️
