Good Samaritan from PA

A few years ago a woman acting as a "good samaritan" seeing me lying by the side of the road covered with the dust of anguish and loneliness reached out to offer a hand. When I looked at her I thanked but said no because I didn't think that she was in any position to help me. Fast forward a few years later and my position now finding me in worst shape, now at the bottom of a pit this same woman came by and lifted the cover of my pit. Once again she offered to help.

This time, maybe because I was deeper in the goop than before and maybe given the fact that she appeared to have licked some of her own problems, I said OK. Apparently she wasn't aware of what she was getting herself into. She tried to help thinking that she could do it by not allowing herself to get some of the goop on her, but soon found that I was really stuck in there and that I needed someone much stronger that her.

I owe her a debt of gratitute because she at least was able to let some light shine on me and put me on the right path. I wish that we had left on amicable terms, but I paid the price for being impatient and saying the wrong things at the wrong time . Now as I work on the process of getting cleaned up while still in the pit I pray to God that he send a good samaritan her way. I also pray that she one day understand that I didn't mean to push her away. I want her to know that I'm forever greatful.