The story of how there was an angel in the stroller.

Introduction

Inside the stroller,
rides a small body and a big heart.

Because she can't see ahead, she flips up the sunshade,
and my daughter waves with a smile.
That hand is just like,
as if she's saying, "I'm here," and "I hope you're doing well, too."

One day, seeing a boy who was crying,
my daughter approached him quietly and gave him a hug without saying a word—
I truly thought,

angels really do exist.

On hot days, I put a sunshade on the stroller.
I want to block the sun for my daughter.

…But, however.

The moment I attach the sunshade,
my daughter flips it back with a snap!
With the intensity of someone saying, "I can't see in front of me!" 🤣

Once the view is clear,
her "usual time" begins.

She waves both hands vigorously with a huge smile.
She waves to every single person passing by.
If they wave back, her excitement goes through the roof ⤴︎⤴︎
If they don't wave back, she gets a little sad 😂

Even so, she doesn't stop.

For her, interaction between people,
whether they are "strangers" or "others," surely doesn't matter.
If eyes meet, they are friends.
Waving is the start of a conversation.

In her actions,
there are moments when I wonder if she's "imitating Daddy."

But, the incident that happened the other day made my eyes well up.

When she got out of the stroller and was walking,
there was a boy crying nearby.
He was probably the same age or a little younger.

My daughter walked up to him without hesitation,
and peered into his crying face.

And then—

she gave him a tight hug.

Gently, as if to comfort him.
Neither Mom nor Dad taught her that.
Why is she able to do that?

Angels… I thought,
they really must exist.

ꉂ🤣w‪𐤔



Surely, children are watching and feeling.

"Children watch what their parents do very closely."
I've been told that before.

That is truly the case,
and on days when I make a point to hug my daughter,
she starts hugging her stuffed animals too.

But, there is a "kindness as a person"
that I can't help but feel is inside her,
something that can't be explained by that alone.

Reaching out to someone's tears.
Regardless of whether the other person is an adult or a child,
just because they are "crying," she hugs them.

Is it maternal instinct, or is it learned?
Or—is she, after all, an angel?

Afterword

—Kindness born from "imitation"

People grow up by imitating others.
However, I think "kindness"
is not just imitation, but also the "power to feel."

From my daughter's small back,
I am being taught many things again today.

And I secretly wish,
that your kindness will continue to be,
dazzling enough to make me feel ticklish, from here on out.

Thank you for reading until the end.

If this episode
could bring a little bit of warmth
to your daily life, I would be happy.

Raising children is tough, but...
because there are moments like this, I can't stop.

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