Then, at security, I encountered a problem: I could not figure out how to collapse the dang stroller to get it onto the conveyor belt. Beads of sweat formed on my upper lip as I struggled with the contraption, a line of impatient travelers forming behind me.
Suddenly, from the line emerged an angel clad in a leather jacket. “Let me help you with that,” he said. He took the stroller, collapsed it into its friendly travel size, loaded it onto the conveyor belt, and helped me set it up again on the other end. Such a tiny gesture, but in that moment, it felt like the nicest favor I’d ever received.
As a new mom, every little bit of help is amazing and appreciated. And right now, millions of moms around the world need our help.