I got to be on the other side of this equation. One day, I just wanted to get home but I had to go to another one of my buildings for something work-related. After the visit, I got in my car and was driving and a bit annoyed that I was taken out of the way of my house….until…

I was stopped at at a red light and saw a car fly right through the intersection striking a car with an elderly couple in it. Luckily (?) I was in just the right place to easily pull to the shoulder and get out. As dozens of people continued around the accident – business as usual, I walked over to the couple who were okay, fortunately, but visibly shaken. Their air bags had deployed, and I think the wife was in shock.

She was standing and could walk, but she was disoriented. I don’t even remember what I said, but I gestured to the wife to come to me and I just held her and when I did that she began to sob in my chest. I didn’t let go of her and just told her everything was going to be ok. I thought of how my mom would feel in that situation and what I would do for her.

I wanted to get the woman to sit down so I took her to the curb, and I just sat there with my arm around her back comforting her. At one point she looked up at me and asked who I was, but the way she was looking at me I could see in her eyes she thought I was an angel.

I’ll never forget that moment. I feel really blessed to have been the right person in the right place at the right time. It felt good to be an angel.

Marie Vincent