Janitor Finds Gym Floor Filled With Umbrellas, Then Reads the Note Left for Him

Miguel chuckled, shaking his head. He left the umbrella open. Not because it was raining. But because it felt right. As he went about his rounds, pushing his cart and humming softly, he felt lighter. Not because his load had changed—but because, for the first time, he knew others understood the weight he carried. And sometimes, that’s all it takes.