256: THROWBACK: BEAUTIFUL MOMENTS

ARIEL’S POV

FLASHBACK

It was a beautiful summer afternoon. Luke and I were enjoying a picnic in the park while Janice was busy with drama at school.

We were surrounded by lush green trees and colorful flowers, and the sun was shining brightly in the clear blue sky. Lukel was running around, chasing butterflies and laughing uncontrollably. I couldn’t help but smile as I watched him, my heart filled with love and joy.

Suddenly, I heard a thud and turned around to see Lukel lying on the ground, and his face contorted. in pain. I rushed over to him, my heart beating fast with worry.

“Lukel, are you okay?” I asked, panic rising in my voice.

“Mommy, my knee hurts,” he replied, tears welling up in his big brown eyes.

I gently lifted him up and sat him on my lap, examining his knee. It was red and swollen, and there. was a small cut on it. I knew he must have tripped and fallen while chasing the butterflies.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. Mommy will make it all better,” I said, trying to soothe him.

I reached into my bag and pulled out a first–aid kit. I cleaned the wound with some antiseptic and put

a bandage on it. Lukel winced in pain but bravely held back his tears.

still hurt, honey?” I asked, brushing his

much as before,”

kiss on his forehead. I couldn’t bear to see him in pain.

of you,” I said, my voice filled with

admiration.

with happiness. I knew that my little boy was a fighter, and he would get through

to head back home. As we walked, Lukel held onto my hand

Lukel inside and sat him on the couch. I brought him a glass of

can we watch my favorite cartoon?”

make you feel

request.

THROWBACK BEAUTIFUL MOMENTS

watching his favorite cartoon and laughing together. As I looked at my little boy, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for moments like this. Moments where I could take care of him and make him feel better. Moments where I could be his superhero.

was back to his usual energetic self. Andre had told me that we would bring Janice home. So I wasn’t

me with those beautiful eyes. “Thank you

whispered, “No, Lukel, you’re the best. Mommy loves you and your sister more

were fixed on the tiny figures running back and forth on the pitch. My heart swelled with pride as I watched my son, Lukel, a bundle of energy at only three

her little face alive with joy as she cheered for her twin brother. “Go, Lukel, go!” she squealed, clapping her hands together in delight. I couldn’t help but smile at the sight

of a referee’s whistle cutting through the air. But all that

quick footsteps. I could see the determination in

hand tightly, her eyes wide with wonder as she watched her brother weave in and out of the other players, his red jersey a blur of motion. “He’s amazing, Mama,” she whispered,

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