I pulled off the highway just in time.
My car was engulfed by smoke -- or so it seemed -- and I had no visibility.
Suddenly a sheriff hurried me out of the car, saying it might catch on fire. It turns out what looked like smoke was actually steam and the car never caught on fire.
My daughter and her boyfriend came to fetch me while I made arrangements for the car to be towed. I was so grateful my daughter offered to come and get me because traveling by taxi with a stranger late at night didn't sound very appealing.
The whole episode made me feel vulnerable, but every step of the way I was aware of kindness and this is something you never forget -- how grateful you feel when people treat you kindly during a calamity.
There is really no proper thank you although you try to tell them in countless ways. The only thing you can really do is hold on to that feeling of pure kindness and be that kindness for someone else.