Then, at the end of our flight when everyone was debarking, you stopped in the row in front of mine and waited with me again. You said, "I'll help you off the plane." I’m sure you were in a rush to get off, too, but you just smiled and insisted.
Because, shit, I needed the help.
Honestly, I could not have managed without you. As cheesy as it may sound, you were my flight angel. I’m filled with gratitude for you, that you chose to show a mother compassion in her time to desperation when she realized, too late, that she had bit off more than she could chew. I made it through my first flight with three toddlers by myself because of you.
I know I can never fully repay you for your kindness, but if you happen to come across this letter, please message us, so I can at least try.
Best & thank you again,