So said my brother-in-law to me tonight. Truth be told, the first time I helped with that exact intention. Though only My Gal and my dad know that. The second time, I just did what anyone else would have done. Frankly, it wasn't even the slightest bit heroic. All I had to do was get out of bed and drive.
What surprised me is that I had nothing to say to that except something lame about he could have called 911 just as easily.
So, what does that say about humans that such moments are difficult? What does it say about me that they are?
"If you had my head, these are the thoughts you'd need to entertain" - My Gal