When the rain finally stopped and the sun came out, we quickly got dressed and headed out. It was a very rainy month - April. We made a short stop at a shop and then headed home. Suddenly it was dark again and it started to rain. It was a heavy thunderstorm. Big raindrops soaked me and the pram where my four-month-old son was resting.
I walked fast and hurried as fast as I could. We were very close to home, so I told myself that there was no point in waiting at a nearby bar and waiting for the storm to pass. About 200 metres in front of our block, in front of the entrance to the kindergarten, I made a quick exit from the pavement and turned left, and the wheels of the pushchair locked up, causing me to fall to my knees and the pushchair to roll sideways. I have never been so scared in my life. I got up immediately and checked the baby to see if he was OK. Because he was scared too, he was crying, but he hadn't hurt himself a bit, he had just rolled over on his side. That was definitely one of the worst moments of my life. I think my heart just stopped for a moment. I just stood in the rain, clutching my son to me and crying.
At the time, a lady in her 30s had just come to the nursery to pick up her child and noticed my accident. She immediately came up to me, grabbed me by the shoulder, took me under her umbrella and asked me if I was OK. Because I was in such shock, I couldn't answer her, I was just catching my breath.
She noticed how awful I felt, so she hugged me and said, "Look at him, the boy is fine, he's fine. He's all right. I'll be here with you until you feel better."
Her elder son, who was watching the scene, also stuck his head out of the car a few times. As it was still raining heavily, she told him to wait there. She helped me to pick up the pram, held an umbrella over my head for a few minutes and kept me calm. "Do you need a lift home? Would you like to go to the doctor just in case? Or who should we call? If you need anything, please let me know."
I finally came to myself, looked at her gratefully and thanked her from the bottom of my heart. I told her that we were just about to reach our destination, so we headed home up the hill. The lady even wanted to give me an umbrella, but I politely declined, as I was anyway wet to the bone.
A few months later, I met her and her family again. I hesitated whether or not to approach her, because I was so uncomfortable. However, I took heart and thanked her again for all the help and support she had offered me at that time. "I hope we never meet again in this situation. Next time we'd better go for a coffee," she laughed.
Sometimes just a few kind words and a gentle touch mean the world to us, even if you don't even know the person they are meant for. I am sure I will never forget this lady.
Nuša Želko, 19. 3. 2025
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