Was driving home after a 12-hour shift, dead tired, when I saw someone on the side of the highway with their hazards on. It was getting dark and starting to rain.

Should've kept going. I was exhausted, still had a 40-minute drive ahead of me, and honestly just wanted to collapse on my couch.

But I pulled over.

It was a woman with two kids in the back seat. Flat tire, no spare, phone at 2%. She'd been there for over an hour and nobody had stopped.

Told her I'd drive her to the nearest gas station. It was 20 minutes in the wrong direction. Loaded everyone up, dropped her at the station where they could help her arrange a tow. Waited with her until the tow truck confirmed they were coming.

By the time I got back on the road, I'd added over an hour to my trip. Got home after 11pm, had to be up at 6am for another shift.

She tried to give me money but I refused. She cried a little and said she didn't know what she would've done.

Honestly? I was so tired I could barely keep my eyes open the rest of the drive. Probably wasn't the smartest decision. But thinking about those kids sitting in that car in the dark and rain, I'm glad I stopped.