An older guy provides food for a homeless woman and he recognizes his long-lost daughter…

“Dad, you can’t stop me from moving in with my lover. I’m not a kid,” Judith told her father.

“Judith. “That boy is bad for you,” George told her. Honey, you deserve better. Belief.”

Dad. Judith was against it. “Soon, I’ll be living with him. He also loves me.”

George had a hard time raising his daughter on his own for a year after his wife died. She stopped listening to him when she was 18.

Every day, Judith and her father fought. He tried to teach his daughter what was right. What was wrong, but she never paid attention. She wanted to live alone to get away from her father.

The next day, George woke Judith up and took her to school. “I’m awake, Daddy!” This time, no answer.

“Judith? Awake? asks.

After a minute, George opened the door and saw his daughter. He was shocked that she wasn’t in bed.

“Judith?” he asked as he walked toward the bathroom. “Judith, do you take a shower?”

George opened the door to the bathroom, but no one was there. He looked for her in the kitchen and the living room, but she wasn’t there.

He was curious about where she went. He was sure that everyone who went to school with Judith was getting ready early.

George left his house to go to the police station.

My child has left. “I saw her yesterday,” he told a police officer.

After making a report about Judith being missing, George went to her school and asked her friends about her.

After getting home and finding no sign of his daughter, George waited for the cops to find her. For weeks, Judith stayed away from the cops.

He was told that she must have moved out to live by herself. “She’ll be coming back.”

As time went on, George stopped believing that his daughter would come back. He never told anyone that he missed her, and he kept busy to keep his mind off of it. He felt sad when he thought about his daughter.

George was always out in public looking for Judith, but he never found her. He stopped trying to see her again.

Ten years later, when George was out getting groceries, a poor woman came up to him.

Please give me food. “I’m starving,” she pleaded.

Every month, George bought food, but this was the first time a homeless woman asked him for food. Since he felt sorry for her, he told her to wait outside.

“I’ll feed you. George asked to wait before going into the store.

In the past ten years, George had changed a lot. He did less and was less happy. After he lost his daughter, he became weak and his hair turned gray. Time had made him kinder.

George left the store and gave the food he bought to the poor woman. “Here,” he said.

“Thank you very much,” she told George as she looked at him.

George’s heart began to beat faster. Two seconds later, he asked:

“Judith? You?

The poor woman nervously nodded and took the food. She then ate a sandwich quickly.

Relax. How long have you not eaten? George.

He was happy to see his daughter, but he wanted to know where she had been for the past ten years and how she had turned into a homeless person.

Can we meet at the restaurant? George said to Judith, “I need to talk.”

She said, “Sure, I’ll meet you there in five minutes,” and then she ate.

“Dad, my boyfriend and I moved to a different city, and we both changed our names so you couldn’t find us,” Judith said. “I should have done what you told me to do.”

“Judith, what happened?” George asked with his hands clasped.

Dad, the beginning was lovely. “We talked, watched movies, and looked at the stars for hours,” Judith said. “I thought it would be best to run away with him.”

“But then he started losing interest in me,” she said. “He was gone for hours, and when he got home, we barely talked. When I asked him where he was, he would yell and fight with me.

“Judith, what has happened?” George questioned.

“Then I caught him cheating on me with a neighbor,” Judith hid her face. Dad, I had the worst day ever. When I told him what was going on, he kicked me out, and I didn’t have the guts to come home to you.”

George replied, “Judith.”

“I couldn’t face you, Dad. I mistreated you. “I yelled at you and hurt you,” Judith said, crying. “After he kicked me out, I had to beg on the street.”

Judith! “That must be terrible,” said George.

Dad. She wiped her tears away.

“When did you arrive, and why didn’t you come home?” worried George.

“I worked and saved money, and then I came back to this town,” Judith said. “Last week when I got home, you weren’t there. I moved near this store because I thought God was telling me, “You don’t want me.”

“Judith, I want you to be mine forever!” George gave his daughter a hug before he left.

George gave Judith help to get better. He began by paying for her clothes, haircuts, and school. He wanted her to finish school and get a job at a top company in the area.

“I wish I had gone to you when my ex kicked me out, Dad,” Judith told her father. “I wouldn’t have wasted ten years of my life begging on the street.”

Four years after she moved, Judith finished at the top of her class and got a job with a top company. She had a good job and was happy with George until she met a young man. He was smart, kind, and responsible. He gave her hope in love again.

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