One that always gets me is this random night when my friends and I got caught in the rain walking home—we were soaked, cold, and laughing so hard we could barely breathe. No phones, no plans, just pure, silly joy. It wasn’t anything fancy, but that kind of unplanned happiness sticks with you.
The first time my child rode a bike without training wheels, laughing uncontrollably with friends, and a quiet moment with an aunt they love.
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One that always gets me is this random night when my friends and I got caught in the rain walking home—we were soaked, cold, and laughing so hard we could barely breathe. No phones, no plans, just pure, silly joy. It wasn’t anything fancy, but that kind of unplanned happiness sticks with you.
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