Follow on Bloglovin

Monica Bielanko
A chronicle since 2005 of my marriage & move to Brooklyn in my twenties; becoming a mother in my thirties; moving to Pennsylvania and learning to amicably coparent after divorce in my forties while living 3 doors down from my ex-husband in a small country town.
That's What She Said
You can also find Monica's writing here:
Search The Girl Who
« Buddhism For Dummies | Main | Beer Can Stumblin' With A Song In My Heart »
Tuesday
Nov272007

Verklempt

Were I to get stuck in an elevator with Brad Pitt I don't think my knees could get any weaker than they are after reading the following email from a friend. It may seem like something your Great Aunt Edna would forward to every damn soul in her address file, along with an email chain letter informing you if you don't participate you might die - but this shit gets me every time.

She is pregnant, he had just saved her from a fire in her house, rescuing her by carrying her out of the house into her front yard, while he continued to fight the fire.

When he finally got done putting the fire out, he sat down to catch his breath and rest.

A photographer from the Charlotte, North Carolina newspaper, noticed her in the distance looking at the fireman.

He saw her walking straight toward the fireman and wondered what she was going to do.

As he raised his camera, she came up to the tired man who had saved her life and the lives of her babies and kissed him just as the photographer snapped this photograph