I couldn’t begin to express my gratitude.

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When my girls were almost six, we flew from Washington State to Pittsburgh PA. Just the 4 of us. My dad had cancer and a stroke and we weren’t sure he’d make it.

My husband dropped us off curbside at the airport. I was carrying their travel backpacks and my own things, trying to keep them together, find what gate we needed to be at and watching the time disappear. I wasn’t sure we were going to make it to the gate. Their little legs couldn’t go fast enough and I was struggling with stuff. I was near tears when a woman stopped to ask where I needed to be and offered to help us get there. She took two of the girls by the hand while I took the third and all our stuff. We had to go up an escalator and a great distance. I was so grateful!

She went totally out of her way to help us. I couldn’t even begin to express my gratitude! – Beth ♥