The day began on such a beautiful note, an early morning walk with family along the promenade. There’s something so grounding about walking side by side, sharing light conversations, soaking up the crisp morning air, and then pausing over coffee and warm hot cross buns. It was simple, wholesome, and filled with connection, the kind of start that makes you grateful for life’s gentle moments.
But life has its way of shifting in an instant. On my way home, what should have been an ordinary drive turned into something deeply traumatic. A car came speeding down a bend in the oncoming lane, straight toward me. With traffic on my right and cars moving steadily on my left, I had only seconds to act. Somehow, by pure instinct and a small gap opening at just the right time, I swerved and managed to avoid what could have been a devastating collision.
My heart pounded, adrenaline surged through me, and for a few terrifying moments, I couldn’t shake the thought of what might have been. It shook me to my very core. By the time I reached home, I was overwhelmed, tears, fear, gratitude, and disbelief all rolled into one. It felt like a near-death experience, the kind you replay in your mind again and again, unable to press stop.
I found myself turning to something familiar to calm my racing thoughts, I began cleaning, almost mechanically, as if scrubbing and tidying could wash away the replay of that morning. It helped a little, grounding me in the ordinary when my emotions were anything but. I didn’t have the words to speak to anyone at the time, so I carried it within me, letting it sit heavy in silence.
Tonight night, I choose stillness. An early bed, deep breaths, and a quiet prayer for protection. I remind myself that tomorrow is always another chance to rise, to begin again, and to hold gratitude even in the wake of fear.
Life reminded me of its fragility today, and in that, the importance of resilience, of finding ways to steady myself even when shaken.
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