Two years after I saved a woman’s life at 35,000 feet, I was at my lowest, struggling to make ends meet and still reeling from my mother’s death. On Christmas Eve, a knock on my door brought an unexpected gift and a chance at a new beginning from a stranger I never thought I would meet again.
I had seen every type of passenger imaginable during my years as a flight attendant — the anxious first-timers, the experienced business travelers, and the excited holidaymakers.
But there was one passenger I would never forget. Not because of her designer outfits or business-class ticket, but because of what happened at 35,000 feet that day. Two years later, she would change my life in ways I could never have imagined.
