15 Moments That Remind Us That Kindness Can Turn a Stranger Woman Into a Sister

It is often said that female friendship is a complicated thing, but during a critical moment, a woman always becomes a sister to another woman. Whether it’s helping with childbirth, rescuing someone from a persistent admirer, or a silent understanding at the checkout on a “special day.” We put together 15 touching and incredible stories that prove female solidarity is a powerful force capable of working real wonders.

• I made friends with a Japanese exchange student because I caught a ’spot’ on her off-white pants, also on her chair. I felt mortified for her. Thankfully, I was able to sneakily get her attention and warn her without anyone noticing. And she just wrapped her hoodie around her waist and took care of things.
  We ended up partners/buddies for the rest of the year until she went back home, and we lost communication. © taybo213 / Reddit

• Found out that the neighbor’s husband is cheating on her. I thought long and hard, wondering if I should say something. Finally, I decided to do it. I knocked on her door, she opened it, and from the doorway I said, “John is cheating on you.”
  She suddenly pulled me in and started hugging me. She said she thought she was going crazy and imagining things, and that I must have been sent by fate today to tell her the truth. In the end, she believed me right away, so all my worries were for nothing.
• At a café, a guy came over to me several times trying to start a conversation, and I politely declined. I left and was walking down the street — he was following me! I was terrified.
  But then a strong bearded guy walked up to us. He said, “Julia, I’ve been looking for you, everyone is waiting for you.” The hint was understood. I went with him, and that guy backed off.
  We approached a car where his girlfriend was waiting for us. She noticed that some strange guy was persistently following me and asked her boyfriend to help. She said she had been in a similar situation herself and wouldn’t wish it on anyone. I am grateful to them with all my heart! © Caramel / VK

• I’m a flight attendant. Today on the flight, a young girl was crying for a long time, and my patience ran out, so I went over and asked what happened. She told me that she had an important meeting right at the airport in the city where we were landing, but she had forgotten her makeup bag at home.
  She really didn’t look her best (puffy eyes and all that); the girls and I felt sorry for her, so we did her makeup as if she were on one of those makeover shows. As a gift, we even braided her hair. Fairies, aren’t we! © Overheard / Ideer
• I won’t write out the whole story. A few years ago, I needed a root canal done. I was told what the price was $700. I told them I couldn’t afford it and left.
  I got outside to my car and got a phone call. It was from the dentist office I just left. A woman paid for my root canal. I went back the next day to have it done. © Mareellen / Reddit

• My husband refused to be my birth partner. He said it wasn’t a man’s thing and that he was generally scared. I was upset, but then I accepted it.
  And I took my best friend with me for the birth! It was incredible. She held my hand the whole time, helped me get to the bathroom, calmed me down, and breathed with me.
  I can confidently recommend this experience to all the girls! Now, this best friend has also become the godmother of my little daughter. © Caramel / VK
• I was running a marathon with a friend who I had trained with (we were in the 8th grade and had both trained with this program with a bunch of other kids so we weren’t super close, but we knew each other well). We raced to every check point, but for the most part would stop and wait for each other whenever we needed to stop/drink water/etc.
  When we were about half a mile away from the finish line, she just takes off, starts sprinting, and completely disappears out of my sight. I am barely able to move my legs at this point, so I can’t catch her.
  I go my own pace, pushing through the last bit on my own, and as I get to the finish line I see her standing there, waiting for me, about 5 steps away from the finish. She grabs my hand and we cross together. © sleepwithafryingpan / Reddit

• I was taking a walk in my neighborhood when a man was driving by and slowed down beside me. He rolled down his window and began asking me questions: “Are you married?” “Do you have a boyfriend?” I was uncomfortably answering his questions, but once he got to the fourth one, I thought, “Okay, that’s more than enough. Tell this creep off!”
  Just as I was about to answer, a young girl popped into view from the passenger’s seat (I hadn’t seen her previously). She couldn’t have been more than 6 years old. She told this guy, “Stop bother this woman. She doesn’t want you!”
  It was amazing. From then on I knew if a child could speak up for me, a complete stranger, I can speak up for others in need. © Unknown author / Reddit
• I was getting ready for my first ever date. I was terribly nervous, trying to create something beautiful with my hair, but nothing was working because of the anxiety. My neighbor knocked on the door, asking for some salt — then she noticed my flushed state and asked what had me running around all red-faced. I broke down and told her everything.
  Not only did she calm me down, but she also did me so incredible makeup and hairstyle that I didn’t even want to go to sleep to preserve the beauty. We’ve long since moved away, but I’m still grateful to that girl next door who I barely knew. © Ward № 6 / VK

• Passed my driving test, but felt awkward behind the wheel. One time I came home and couldn’t find a spot to park. It was evening, I was tired, got out of the car, and burst into tears.
  Suddenly, a car pulled up next to me, and out stepped a fairy-like lady — heels, a tight skirt, full makeup — and asked, “Why are you crying?” Through my sobs, I explained the problem. Not only did she perfectly park my little car in a tiny spot between 2 SUVs, but she also left her phone number, and said, “Call me in the morning if you need help getting out.”
• Was divorcing my first husband when he showed up at night, caused a scene, and dumped all the appliances he had bought into the garbage bins. I called my friend and, weeping, told her everything.
  20 minutes later she was at my place, and another 20 minutes we were fishing out a microwave, vacuum cleaner, and kitchen mixer from the bins together. Everything was completely broken, he probably stomped on them too.
  Earlier that morning, my friend had her nails extended — something she hadn’t been able to do for a long time — and ended up losing half of them in those garbage bins. I suggested we dive in and find them to reattach. She waved me off, and laughing, we went off to celebrate my new-found freedom. © Shpilca / Pikabu

• Went into the women’s restroom in the mall with my friend. She complained, “I really want to text my ex” — and suddenly a few loud female voices from the stalls chimed in, “Don’t you dare!”
• I had something that happens to every woman once a month. As a result, I dropped by the supermarket on the way home. I stood in line at the checkout with a large pack of pads and was quietly freaking out because everything hurt and everything was annoying me.
  All I wanted was to lie down right there on the floor and stay there. It also bugged me that the cashier offered promotional items to every customer, even if you were buying just a loaf of bread. I just wanted to pay quickly and go home to my bed.
  My turn came, the cashier (a formidable woman, the kind with whom it’s frightening to argue) took one look at the lone pack of pads on the checkout belt, silently rang it up, silently processed the payment, and handed me the receipt.
  As I stepped away from the register, I heard her offering the next guy in line some promotional items. When he asked why she didn’t offer them to me, the cashier replied, “She has a special situation!” © unojuno / Pikabu

• Spent the entire day in heels. My feet hurt so badly that when there were no free seats in the bus, I perched on the horizontal handrail. A kind woman got up and offered me her seat. I even tried to refuse, but she insisted and had me sit down. © Overheard / VK
• That day, I had to arrive at work early and leave late. Already on the way home, I was exhausted and realized I hadn’t eaten all day, and I had no energy to cook. I dropped by a shawarma place near my house.
  Behind me were 2 guys who started making some lewd comments and hitting on me. The cashier, a young lady, quietly asked me, “Are they with you?” I shook my head, and she politely yet sternly asked the men to leave. I am grateful to her. © HellaB / ADME

Well, these stories are the best proof that female solidarity exists and works! Which of them impressed you the most? And has there been a moment in your life when an unfamiliar woman or a friend really helped you? Share your stories in the comments below!

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