At 5:06, I called my husband as they were wheeling me down the hallway to the OR for an emergency C-section at 26 weeks gestation. It was a whirlwind of crying, instructions, breathing, sounds, smells, cold air, warm blankets, and fuzzy medications. I was so afraid that I would be alone - everyone had a job, and I was terrified to move or speak. At about 5:20, I heard that they were cleared to do my spinal, and I would need to sit up, breathe, not move, and vocalize pain or sensations. Truly in angel fashion, Hollie was there. She explained everything that was happening in words I could understand; she held me, stroked my hair, pressed her face against my forehead, and let me lean into her comfort. Hollie physically straddled the OR table to sit with me and hold me while I was receiving my epidural and spoke softly to me to ensure I was not alone and felt loved. My husband arrived 3-4 min before the baby was born via emergency C-section at 5:52. Just as magically as she arrived, she was gone. I couldn’t remember her name; I could only remember her eyes from under the mask and the sound of her voice. The next few days, I asked every single nurse that walked in my room if they knew who she was or could read my chart. I got a list of names, and only one I didn’t recognize from the room I had just spent the last week in. I looked up that name on FB, and there she was! My on-earth angel that I thought I would never get to thank. Hollie - I hope you know the impact you have had on me during that brief moment, and I’ll never forget you for the rest of my life. You made the most terrifying moment of my life so, so calm and beautiful. You are doing exactly what you were sent to do, and every single person that you surround yourself with is blessed to be touched by you. Thank you for being my earthly angel on Sunday. I feel like I’ll never be able to put into words what you did for me that day.