"I'm glad I'm alive" is not an exaggeration. A story about receiving a little bit of courage this morning.

I was looking for a topic for today's note. I usually look for one in the events of the day.I had an experience where I thought, "Ah, this is it," so I kept it in mind until the evening.
Since it's about daily life, it's not a grand success story or anything special,but rather a moment in everyday life where I felt, "I'm glad I'm alive."

It happened this morning.

As I was walking down the street, a mother and her child heading to kindergarten were walking toward me. They were strangers.As we passed each other,
the child greeted me firmly.
"Good morning!"I was caught off guard, but I was happy.
I naturally smiled too,and replied, "Good morning."
When I glanced back at the child's face, they had a very lively, happy smile.By having their greeting returned, they seemed to have a face filled with confidence.

We just exchanged a greeting.

But that brief interaction warmed my heart.Greeting someone and returning it with a smile.
It's just that, but by accepting and responding to the other person, you might be able to give them "courage."At the same time, I also received courage from seeing that smile.
One more thing I felt...I felt that perhaps we shared, even for a moment, a sense of security like "it's okay to be here."
I hope that is a "sense of belonging," like being accepted in this town, and more broadly, in this country.

Where do you find your "warmth"?

Saying "I'm glad I'm alive" feels like an exaggeration.But I feel that it can be found in such trivial daily occurrences. This is the feeling of being glad to be alive that I experienced.
I think the points where people feel this are different for everyone.I'm sure there are moments when you feel it too, through some event.
A moment when your heart feels a gentle warmth.
What kind of moments or events have made you feel "I'm glad I'm alive"?
If you'd like, please try to remember.