Change of perspective

Happiness in chaos

Sometimes everything goes wrong. And actually you could go through it. But then you just take the situation and can even enjoy it ...

This happened last Friday. The evening before, I went with my friend Nina celebrating the 5th Echo Jazz award at the Kampnagel in Hamburg. A great event. We had a lot of fun, profound conversations and happy encounters.

Accordingly, Friday morning I was quite exhausted... And planned to get some sleep when my kids are supplied and out of the house. After my big boy went off to the school bus happy, I took care of my little one. Breakfast. Pretty and clean. I was just changing the full diaper when the doorbell rang. Huh, who could that be? Alfons with thick tears. My heart slipped into my pants. "What happened?" "Mom, the bus stop was a huge construction site and I could not get through. I ran quickly back here", he sobbed.

I consoled him first. Preserved the rest. Just thought. "We'll take you by train." To my abundance, my mobile phone did not work because of a change of contract, so I could not call him as usual to know that he had arrived well. Hmm, the school I quickly informed by mail. Then I pulled myself tight, a bit of water in my face, teeth cleaned and off we went. On the way to the bus we brought Mola to her babysitter and then continued.

Alfie beamed, "Mom, somehow the whole thing has something good. Now we have time for us and even without Mola. Only the two of us." He was right. I grinned.

In the bus and later in the suburban train we chatted comfortably and stuck his football pictures. Just in time I delivered him in his classroom. Phew, that had worked. I noticed how broken, but also satisfied I was. And instead of going directly home to relax, I strolled the almost ten kilometers relaxed with a broad grin on the face first to the mobile phone shop and let my phone straighten. Then I visited my friend Gitta at work and we talked and laughed a bit. I said good-bye, and continued walking through Planten and Blomen toward home. Waddled before me.

I thought about the nice evening and the somewhat chaotic morning, and was delighted by the splendid roses, the lush greenery and the bright trees. Suddenly, when I started raining, I danced "singing in the rain". My tiredness had been washed away. Cheerfully I took my little one off.

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