My grandma was the cheapest woman in the world, saving every penny and rarely spending unless necessary. After she passed away, I inherited a $50 gift card, and though I considered giving it away, I decided to use it. When I tried to redeem it, the cashier and manager were shocked, pulling me aside to explain that my grandma was a local legend known as “The Angel in Disguise.” She had secretly bought gift cards like this one, giving them to people in need without anyone knowing. This last card, bought just before she stopped coming in, had never been redeemed. It was meant for me. Inspired, I gave the card to a young mother at a diner, honoring my grandma’s hidden generosity. I began giving back in her name, realizing my grandma wasn’t cheap—she was rich in love and kindness.