I was driving home after losing both my job and wedding plans when I noticed a little girl banging on a school bus window, clearly in distress.

I sped after the bus, forcing it to stop.

Rushing on, I found Chelsea, struggling to breathe from an asthma attack.

Her inhaler was missing—taken by another child as a joke.

After finding it, I helped her recover.

Grateful, Chelsea’s parents thanked me for helping her.

Her mother, Mrs. Stewart, offered me a job interview after hearing I’d just been laid off.

The next day, I called her, realizing that when one door closes, another truly opens.