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It was one of those mornings where you start rushing the moment you open your eyes.
Let me introduce you to my last few days:

1.     Finishing the new roof of our future home.

2.     Veni, my lovely partner, got sick.

3.     It started raining heavily, non-stop.

4.     My period was late, but all the pain was already there.

5.     I had tons of work.

I could feel the pressure building up — that familiar feeling of losing balance, of trying to juggle too many things at once.
I had to drop my little boy off at kindergarten.
The sky was pouring.
There was no place to park.
I ended up leaving the car in a huge puddle, because there was no time and the next task was waiting.

We ran down the pavement trying not to get completely soaked. Thankfully, he finally enjoys going to kindergarten, and I didn’t have to carry him while he cried — something that always breaks my heart into pieces.

I couldn’t have my usual breakfast, and I love food.
So I decided to stop at my favorite neighborhood café — the one with the warm atmosphere, amazing owners, and the best fresh pastries.
I just wanted a warm, fluffy croissant.

But when I went to pay, the surprise came:
it was a gift.

A gift for me.
I was so grateful, so happy.
At first I thought he had a birthday or something special happened, but he just smiled and said:
“No. Just a gift.”

I melted.

I thanked him, told him we’d see each other at lunch, and went back to my car to continue rushing through the day.
But at the traffic light, I felt tears in my eyes.
That small act of kindness filled my heart.
I was so touched, so grateful — reminded how beautiful people can be.

I hope every person in the world gets to experience moments like this as often as possible.

Thank you. ❤️
And may something wonderful fill your heart today, too.

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