He lived on me during our undergraduate days because his parents were poor. My family didn't mind, in fact, he had the key to my room, he could come at any time like any child in my family. He respected me so much, we were so close. After our Youth Service, I traveled to America for further studies. My parents had the means. Before long I settled in America, his letters started coming in, asking about life in America and telling me about a difficult life in Nigeria. I told myself, it was better I severed a relationship with this poor guy, before he started asking me to bring him to America. Haven't I done enough in his life? I asked myself. Let him go and sort himself out. I finally severed the relationship. I didn't allow him to have access to me again. Not long, I heard he has become PA to a Medical Doctor, good for him. In no time the Medical Doctor became a Governor and sponsored him to the State House of Representative. He became Speaker, then he became Governor of the State. While still struggling in America it dawned on me that I had missed it. A friend God gave me to assist and yet I stopped. I ended the relationship. We would have ruled the State together going by the respect he had for me. My dear friend, this is a true-life story I have just shared with you. Who are you helping today? He may be the one to help you tomorrow. You might be indirectly taking care of your tomorrow by helping him today. Who is it that you are helping. Don't stop, don't malign the person. Whatever the situation and circumstances of your family and friends, don't neglect them in times of need. Even, if you don't have money, you should have words that comfort them. Some people only need that to forge on in life. Just be a blessing to everyone that crosses your path.