Thank you to … the stranger who knew I needed to cry for my mother

In this series writers celebrate someone who changed their lives. Here Samantha Morton recalls the person who arrived out of nowhere to provide comfort in her grief

Dear stranger,

I often wonder if you were an angel. The feast of the assumption was upon me again. I was feeling frightened, lost, alone, raw; riddled with the unexpected sucker punch of grief. I was filming far away from home, from my friends and family and the things that grounded me, things that had always helped me cope in the past. At work I was playing a strong, confident woman who didn’t doubt herself or her grasp on reality. But in private I was the opposite.

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