One day, I ran into a mutual friend who said,
“Did you hear what happened to your sister and her husband a few weeks ago?”
They had been scammed by someone they trusted — lost tens of thousands investing in a fake business opportunity. Turns out, the person who fooled them was someone they vouched for, someone they refused to believe could lie.
Their savings? Gone.
The house? In foreclosure — again.
And no one, including family, was willing to help this time.
I didn’t feel joy or revenge.
Just a deep, quiet sense of closure.
They reminded me that words mean nothing if they aren’t backed by integrity.
That trust without respect is just a setup for heartbreak.
And that the universe always balances the scales — even if it takes time.
