Good evening to all. I've not posted on here in quite some time. I've actually been going through alot lately, being depressed, and have actually contemplated suicide. I won't go into detail about all of that, but this evening, my life - or at least my perception of it - has changed. I have, as I'm sure many of you have, been in mental turmoil over sexuality, young girl preferences, etc. I've often questioned my worth, my contributions to society, how society views people with my viewpoints and ideals. I consider myself a decent and upstanding person, but I know that many think the opposite. Anyway, I saved a child's life tonight. I was at the local department store doing the weekend shopping, when a cart came down the aisle. The mom was pushing, and a girl of about 7 was sitting at the front edge of the cart, facing her mom. Because I adore young girls, I immediately spotted the little beauty. I thought that this was a very unsafe position for the child to be in, but I didn't say anything. I realize now that this is exactly what I should have done right away, regardless of what the mom would have thought. But knowing that this was unsafe, I kept an eye on the situation. The mom stopped the cart a couple of feet from me; the child was still sitting at the edge of the cart, but looking at some items of one side of the aisle, while the mom began looking at something on the other side of the aisle... and then it happened: The mom took her hands off the cart, which was keeping the cart from flipping forward due to the child's weight on the front. As the cart flipped forward, the child started falling backwards... which would have been about a 4 foot fall directly onto a concrete floor. At the angle she was falling, her head would have been the first to hit. Being only a couple of feet away, and watching the whole scene play out, I moved towards the child, catching her body as it headed downward. I saw the look of terror in the child's eyes, but she didn't make a sound... she didn't have time to. The mom just looked at me in utter silence. The cart settled right-side-up, and I returned the child to her mom, right-side-up. The mom simply said, "You're an angel". Before I started to cry, I just walked away. I feel that I was placed there at that particular time and location for a specific reason. I have never felt as good about myself and my girl-love as I do tonight. It was my love for girls, I believe, that allowed me to spot the situation and keep my eye on her the whole time. Would an average observant NON-GL been able to notice the child and act quickly to save the child from a severe injury or death in this instance? Perhaps. Am I some kind of super-hero that goes around and saves lives? No. Was I a blessing to this child and her mother this evening? Abso-fuckin'-lutely.