Do you believe in guardian angels?

This afternoon I pulled my car out of a parking space at the YMCA. I usually drive pretty slowly in parking lots and when I noticed a vehicle on my left with brake lights on, I stopped, thinking that it might be pulling out. At that moment, a man strode directly in front of my car and scooped up a wee girl of about three. He smiled at me gratefully, no doubt thinking I had stopped when I saw his daughter dash in front of my car. But the thing is: I HADN'T. Not only was the sun directly in my eyes, the top of the little girl's head barely reached over the top of my bumper, let alone over the hood of my vehicle. I never saw her. I stopped because I thought a car might pull out in front of me. A car in which a man sat, with obviously no intention of moving, simply resting his foot on the brake.

I am not sure who was looking out for whom, but I am grateful I will not have to live the rest of my life knowing I ran over a three year old child.