driving home tonight, i saw the aftermath of a suv vs a skateboarder. it might be the worst thing i have ever seen in my life ... well, sans the dead guy in new orleans, but that is another story entirely.
i wasn't going to stop, but something deep inside told me that i should ... and while it was very difficult to see what i saw, i'm glad i stopped.
as i got out of my car, the skateboarder's wife drove up on the scene with her two-year old son in the backseat of their car. you can only imagine how horrifying it was to witness her realizing that the victim was her husband.
but, i am a firm believer in that you are in certain places at certain times for a reason. i've never met the woman before, nor do i think i'll ever see her again, but in that moment, she and her son were all that mattered in this world. another stranger and i comforted her, moved her car and then i talked to her mother-in-law on the phone to arrange for her to come and pick up her grandson. it was second nature. once the grandson was safe and the woman was set to ride in the ambulance with her husband, i went home. there was nothing more to do.
again, i don't know why i stopped, but whatever compelled me to do so and then lend a hand gives me hope that most people in this world are truly good people. it's too bad the dirtbags steal the limelight and make us forget just why we're all here.
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Julie, I think you're better than most. That was so kind and compassionate of you. Plus you've got a good head in a crisis
alse - oh i don't think so. just human. joe called me an RA tonight when i told him ... i do have a good head in a crisis, but that's it.
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