Today, my walk felt imbued with a special kind of magic. I found myself on what seemed like the perfect mile, precisely where a little bit of help was needed.
A vibrant red football soared a bit too high from a nearby garden , arcing over the fence and bouncing right across the road. My eyes caught the flying object, and it took me just a second to understand. Then I saw him – a young boy, peering over the fence, his face momentarily clouded with dismay as his beloved ball vanished from reach. In that instant, I knew I was meant to be there, a stranger ready to lend a hand.
I played my small part, ensuring his game could continue. As I returned the football, his smile blossomed, bright and uninhibited. And as I turned back, my own little girls, witnessing the simple exchange, cheered me on with heart-warming cries of “Well done, Mummy!” It was a beautiful reminder that sometimes, the most profound joy is found, not in grand gestures, but in those unexpected moments of connection, a shared smile, and the effortless way a small act can make someone else’s day.
Mindful Miles 
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