I still remember the moment everything went blurry — the mall lights too bright, the noise too loud, my breathing suddenly impossible to control. I was convinced something was terribly wrong with my pregnancy, and panic swallowed every rational thought I had. Out of everyone passing by, only one woman stopped. She knelt beside me, steady and calm, called an ambulance, and held my trembling hand as if we weren’t strangers at all. Even the paramedics were surprised when she insisted on riding with me, refusing to let me face the fear alone.Continue reading…
