Rachel Martin

I sort of live for those moments, like stranger moments.

I love stranger kindness from the tiniest little things.

I get weepy when someone waves to me when I've let them in on a lane of traffic or they have done the same for me.

It makes me so, because there's so many jerks who drive.

And when someone just acknowledges, I'm like, yes.

Yes, thank you.

The more profound story is that my eldest kid, during the pandemic, we went on a trip up to New Hampshire.

And we were at these waterfalls that cascade down all these rocks.

And he fell down this waterfall.

He slipped and he fell about 10 feet and landed on his back on a rock.

Incredibly harrowing.

It was very scary.

We had to wait a long time for people to hike up the mountain with a stretcher on tires.

It was wild.

And there was just a woman there who was a nurse, and she was with her own kids and own family.

And she was everything you want that person to be in that moment, you know?

And it's COVID, we're outside, but everyone's still wearing masks.

So I couldn't even see her face, just her eyes.

And she had the kindest eyes.

And as a mother, she knew exactly what I was feeling.