This morning could have gone very differently.
Early morning, merged with wide awake two small boys, merged with road closures
.
Traffic wasn’t moving the way it should.
The boys were fighting in the back.
I miss a turn.
Tried to fix it.
Made it worse.
How can I possible concentrate when they are kicking eachother in the back seat while the missed leg swings smash into the side windows among all their screamings?
Wrong lane. Wrong moment.
That quiet kind of panic you feel before anything actually happens.
A car stops in front of me.
Two elderly women — hands in the air, horns, shouting.
The boys went silent.
Watching.
Waiting to see what I would do.
And honestly… I didn’t know.
But something in me chose softness.
I smiled.
And I blew them a kiss.
I still don’t know why.
But it shifted everything.
They paused.
Looked at each other.
And then they laughed.
Blew a kiss back.
And gently showed me how to get back on the right road.
Just like that.
What could have been a moment…
became something else entirely.
The boys laughed about it all the way to school.
And I kept thinking…
not everything needs to become what it almost becomes.
Sometimes,
something small is enough to change it.
Not only to shift the mood,
but to also create a perfect opportunity for cute memories filled with fun, cute kiddo chuckles