YOU were that person, that Phillip, to someone else that day. You with your phone and instinctually generous understanding that others needed to hear their loved ones' voices before they took one more step.
My thanks to Philip and how he was clearly what and who you needed after such a harrowing experience. As someone who took a bullet protecting my Mom from my asshole stepfather I can tell the recovery process of such a seminal, traumatic event takes place every day but it never leaves you.
Amber, you’re safe. Perfect words. And may you continue to always be safe at home and when you travel.
What a horrific thing to have experienced, Art, and my heart breaks to know this about your story. I'm so glad you're here to tell it, but what a mark on your soul that must be. I'm glad YOU are safe, too.
Thanks so much. I appreciate it. This April marked 30 years since it happened and it’s crystallized in my memory in every detail. These incidents while certainly part of our story don’t define us. The beauty in life is that we get to define ourselves each day. Thanks for sharing this with such beautiful storytelling and vulnerability. I appreciate you, Amber.
I am so glad you found Philip that day. And I'm so glad you're safe. I'm sure this was really difficult to write, and to relive in the telling - I'm grateful.
Oh my gosh, Amber. How terrifying. This really struck a chord with me today, as a community not too far from where I live just experienced a terrible shooting at a high school that killed four students and injured several others. My faith in humanity has certainly been tested this week. But I take solace in knowing there are Philips in this world. I’m so glad the universe sent him to you that day. And I’m glad you’re safe. ❤️
Human connection is underrated. Had only one eerie airport experience at an airport. It was at LAX sometime in the year after 9/11. The airport workers were yelling, "CODE BRAVO!" They were making us stand frozen where we were, no talking, no moving. Then it stopped and we all went on about our travels. No reason given. No info.
YOU were that person, that Phillip, to someone else that day. You with your phone and instinctually generous understanding that others needed to hear their loved ones' voices before they took one more step.
We all have to look out for each other. I actually wish I could have done a lot more than I did.
Man, I really hope when it’s needed, I can be Philip for someone. Thanks for giving him to us.
Fuck, I am glad you are safe and glad for the Phillips of the world. Wiping my eyes now and carrying on.
Crying now, in a Panera, where I'm reading this, because Holy Shit that was intense. I'm so glad you found your Phillip when you needed him.
1) holy shit
2) beautiful story telling
3) sav blanc AND a manhattan? Girl….
I'm a professional. And as it turns out, when your nerves are a mess, the first couple glasses of wine don't even count.
My thanks to Philip and how he was clearly what and who you needed after such a harrowing experience. As someone who took a bullet protecting my Mom from my asshole stepfather I can tell the recovery process of such a seminal, traumatic event takes place every day but it never leaves you.
Amber, you’re safe. Perfect words. And may you continue to always be safe at home and when you travel.
What a horrific thing to have experienced, Art, and my heart breaks to know this about your story. I'm so glad you're here to tell it, but what a mark on your soul that must be. I'm glad YOU are safe, too.
Thanks so much. I appreciate it. This April marked 30 years since it happened and it’s crystallized in my memory in every detail. These incidents while certainly part of our story don’t define us. The beauty in life is that we get to define ourselves each day. Thanks for sharing this with such beautiful storytelling and vulnerability. I appreciate you, Amber.
Wiping my eyes, and thanking my God again that you're still alive to tell this tale. Let's all be a Phillip when needed.
Both terrifying and heartwarming. Crying abt the terror and Philip all at once. Thank you for sharing your experience.
I am so glad you found Philip that day. And I'm so glad you're safe. I'm sure this was really difficult to write, and to relive in the telling - I'm grateful.
There's nothing that I can say other than I'm so glad you and others are safe, and that I so wish the laws around guns could change.
What you experienced was horrific, and I hope you never experience it again.
May we all be like Phillip for you, and be like you for those that didn't have their phones with them.
Oh my gosh, Amber. How terrifying. This really struck a chord with me today, as a community not too far from where I live just experienced a terrible shooting at a high school that killed four students and injured several others. My faith in humanity has certainly been tested this week. But I take solace in knowing there are Philips in this world. I’m so glad the universe sent him to you that day. And I’m glad you’re safe. ❤️
Human connection is underrated. Had only one eerie airport experience at an airport. It was at LAX sometime in the year after 9/11. The airport workers were yelling, "CODE BRAVO!" They were making us stand frozen where we were, no talking, no moving. Then it stopped and we all went on about our travels. No reason given. No info.