On Dec. 27, at or around 4:30 p.m., my boyfriend and I were driving on Highway 104 heading to Cape Breton. Just past Stellarton, in French River, I hit black ice and rolled the vehicle I was driving.
For all the people who stopped I thank you. For the young man who sat on the side of the Jeep and talked me through even after I passed out, your voice is in my dreams and in the moments of my panic your voice is what calmed me. You told me everything was going to be fine and you were going to get me out. I thank you for your kindness in those few minutes that seemed to be an eternity. To the two men who carried me to the side of the highway I surely hope you didn't hurt yourselves. And the young woman in the red truck who gave me that cigarette, it was a very long wait until my next one.
To paramedics Justin, and I believe, Leah, thanks for being on the scene as fast as you were and taking such good care of us. To the RCMP who kept checking on me and explaining to me it was not my fault. Black ice is deadly and you went above your job description that evening. Thanks for hopefully my one and only trip in a police car.
To the ever-so-patient tow truck driver with Tri County towing, it took so long for you to get the vehicle out of the ditch, and I remember the amazement on your face when I walked to you and spoke to you saying I was OK. This company has a great group of men. They treated me like I was family, allowed me access to my vehicle when I needed it on a Sunday and said I was very lucky to be alive.
To the lone woman standing in front of a van who said ‚ÄúIt's nice to see you.‚ÄĚ Even though I had no idea who you were, you are so beyond correct with those words. Thank you for your kindness.
In those moments of rolling four times and wondering if it was ever going to stop I know angels had to have been with us. When they were done their job they put living caring angels on the side of the highway days after Christmas, the busiest time of year. For all those who stopped, who cared enough to make sure I got out safely, who are now wondering how we are; there was very minimal damage to the vehicle and as I said previously, angels were among us that day because neither my boyfriend nor I were hurt. Soreness was about the only effect of the crash.
All of your kindness, from the 911 calls, the men and the women that stopped, the guy who just kept talking to me - I truly cannot thank you all enough. Your kindness renewed my faith that there are kind people out there. On Dec. 27, I heard it, saw it and mostly definitely felt.