Some moments in life arrive like a familiar song, even if the steps feel uncertain—like when I recently found myself on the dance floor with my son, learning a waltz that reminded me how fast time moves and how love helps us create a new cadence.

Traffic stalled on the narrow one-way street and I knew I’d be stuck for a while. I didn’t reach for my phone or let frustration take over. Instead, I watched what was unfolding a few cars ahead.

Breathe in. Count. One, two… now out. Again—deeper this time. One, two, three, four… out.
Panic.