Dear Stranger who saved my life,
I don't really know why you did what you did.
Your girls were late to dance class because of me, and I'm
sorry. I wish there was a way to tell you. Sometimes I hate that
you saved me. But there's no way to tell you. Most times I am
really thankful that you stepped in that day. And I'd love to
tell you in person.
But all that I know about you is that you have two patient
daughters and a phone that can dial 911. You have a light blue
Ford Focus and a caring heart. I wish I knew even just your name,
so I could message you on Facebook. But I can't.
There is good in this world that you showed me in the most real
way, but I don't know who or where you are. Somewhere
you're out there. And I thank you.