When I pick up Rowan, we need to cross a vast avenue to get to the car. Usually, I am annoyed when we miss the light, watching the crosswalk sign countdown from 60.
This week, though, I reframed the situation. I knelt next to my little munchkin and gave him a huge hug and just didn’t let go. It ended up being the favorite part of both of our days.
What was shocking to me was how much a single minute could impact my day. My usual reaction increased my stress, while the hug made me appreciate everything.
So today, when you have a minute, how can you turn that into what you need—a hug, a stretch or even just a few deep breaths?
