A Debt of Gratitude

bluesunflower

bluesunflower

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To whom do you owe a debt of gratitude?

I owe my life to a very brave lady, Myra Gallienne, who will be 100 in August. When I was two years old, in 1952, I started walking up the long drive of our property to look at the horse and cart parked beside one of our fields my father had rented to a local farmer and his wife. A low flying aircraft startled the horse and it bolted towards me. 'Auntie' Myra was packing tomatoes in the packing shed, (my father was a horticulturalist who grew tomatoes and flowers, Auntie Myra was one of his staff). Very bravely she ran towards me and the bolting horse, picked me up and ran towards the house, we fell through the door just as my mother opened it, the horse and cart passed us with only about 6 inches to spare.:eek: It was stopped by a high wall at the end of our property. The horse was shot by my father, it couldn't be clamed down and was a danger. The elderly farmer and his wife had fallen through the shafts of the cart as they were sitting on it at the time of the incident. They weren't run over by the wheels but the farmer never got over the shock, and died of a heart attack not long after.

Without the bravery of that little lady who is only 4' 8" tall, I would not be alive to tell the tale.

THANK YOU AUNTIE MYRA
 

You're lucky, bluesunflower, that the lady is still alive and you've always been able to show your gratitude and so were your parents. I also have a story which leaves me indebted to somebody. Unfortunately, I hadn't known that person before the incident and after it, I was too stressed even to think of what had happened and never tried to find him. However, I've always believed in common truth that all your good deeds return back to you.
 
My mother should have been deeply grateful to Auntie Myra for saving my life, especially as the woman shouldn't have let me wander off in the first place. Sadly though she was always disparaging about Auntie Myra. Still Auntie Myra has outlived mother, who died in 2013, and no grief or tears were shed by her children when she went that is for sure!
 

Nothing as dramatic as that, but to a teacher early on who saw some promise in me that I did not see myself...
 
My husband is who I am indebted to because he is my best friend, my love and my emotional support and my hero because he's been there for me even when I'm floundering badly and he does it without losing patience.
 
Dr. Google, who diagnosed a common but serious illness that was misdiagnosed by 2 doctors and a nurse practitioner and was getting much worse. I called my doctor with the diagnosis and he agreed and prescribed an antibiotic that got rid of it. Don't ever disparage Dr. Google!
 
My Grandmother, she left us in 1975 and I still miss her each and every day.
 

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