I was in the middle of the women’s section of the Sport Chek on Marine Dr browsing around. I saw the back of you at first, petite but strong, dark brown hair tied in a messy bun and wearing an EMT uniform. Saw you were carrying an orange box, seemed important. You looked really good in that uniform- really good. You have a confidence in your walk with a hand in your pocket. I got really flustered, I wanted to smile and acknowledge you but I got so nervous. I wish I could at least say that I appreciate what you do. And then you were gone.