Seeing angels on the subway
Today’s subway ride into work started out like most, uneventful and routine. Bundled up from the wind I stepped on a fairly packed train for the ride into the city.
My commute from Brooklyn into Manhattan usually takes about 25 minutes. So, there I stood stop after stop, listening to Yo-Yo-Ma on my iPod as the 2 headed north.
By Wall Street I had to strip off my hat and unbutton my coat as the stuffiness inside the train was getting to me. People pushed and shoved to get on and off the train as I strained to loosen my scarf.
Yet my body wasn’t cooling down.
All of a sudden everything started going blurry and I felt sick to my stomach. I realized I was probably going to pass out.
So I looked at the person next to me and said – I’m really sorry but I’m feeling sick and I may faint. I can’t see very well. She told me that I’d be fine and to hang on.
I told the man next her to please catch me if I went down – he said he would and not to worry.
They say you see spots just before you black out -- for me, they seemed more like halos.
But just as it seemed my world would fade to black a lady offered her seat to me – “Here sit down and put your head between your knees.”
Without hesitation I sat and within seconds the fog in my head had cleared and the sweat poured out – things quickly returned to normal.
I thanked the good people around me who came to my aid – their kind words and quick action, small as they may have been, were huge gestures of kindness in my book.
This city has humbled me yet again. Thank you good people of NYC.
--Peggy Mihelich
