Moving Souls

How Helping a Stranger Moved My Soul

Courtney Marlow, Social Media & Influencer Marketing Supervisor

We’re taught from a young age that helping a stranger is a selfless act meant to benefit the other person. It’s framed as a one-way street of generosity. But after my own experience, I’d argue the opposite: helping a stranger can move your soul just as much as (if not more than) the person you’re helping.

When I was strolling through campus in college, I signed up for the National Marrow Donor Program (NMDP) registry and like most people, I never actually expected to be selected. Statistically, only about 1 in 430 members ever go on to donate, so I forgot about the swab almost as soon as I walked away from the table.

From Swab to Soul-Moving

Years later, I got the call. My first thought was that it was a scam. I was skeptical enough that they actually had to FedEx me a physical letter and call my mom (ha!) before I realized it was the real deal. Then came the disbelief. I was the only perfect match for a stranger fighting Non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma, and suddenly, I was preparing to do a stem cell donation. That tiny statistical chance had become my reality.

The “Giving” Paradox

While it might seem like I was the one “giving” in this situation, I can honestly say that the experience moved my soul in a way I wasn’t prepared for. It’s hard to articulate the weight of being handed the opportunity to give someone else hope. You go into it thinking you’re performing a service, but you come out of it with a shifted perspective on the weight of a single life, regardless of whether they’re a stranger or loved one. 

A Two-Way Street