When my wife and I were first married I was working at a meat packing plant. I had just finished a 12 hour shift and came home to see my wife making a stack of sandwiches. I asked who they were for. She pointed to the back door where I saw a line of homeless guys waiting for her sandwiches.
Apparently she started off giving one guy a sandwich and within a few days she was feeding a dozen or so. I was busting my ass 12 hours a day so she could feed these guys.
Sigh.
I imagine her big heart was one of the reasons you fell in love with her to begin with...