The healing moment for me is  a barbecue with my family in a rainy day, and we watched TV together. At that moment I felt very relaxed.

The most healing moment for me this summer was a cool morning, when I got up early enough to see the sun rising from the eastern horizon, panting the sky pink and blue.

The most healing moment for me this summer was having a late-night talk with a close friend. We shared our worries, dreams, and laughed about silly things, and it felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. That conversation reminded me how comforting genuine connections can be.

This summer, my most healing moment wasn't a grand scene like a sunrise, but a quiet late-night talk with my best friend under her balcony's string lights. We'd both been swamped with work stress—her juggling tight deadlines, me feeling stuck in a creative slump—and hadn't caught up properly in months.
 
We sat on foldable chairs, sipping iced lemon tea that had gone a little watery, and didn't rush. She talked about feeling guilty for “not keeping up” with peers, and I admitted I'd been avoiding a project I cared about for fear of failing. There were no quick fixes or pep talks—just pauses, nods, and her saying, “I get that, too.” When a breeze blew in, carrying the smell of jasmine from her neighbor's garden, I suddenly felt the tension in my shoulders melt.
 
That night reminded me healing isn't about big moments; it's about being seen. No sunrises could match the calm of knowing someone holds your messy, unpolished feelings gently—like we held those cold tea cups, not trying to fix them, just letting them be.

Finishing a sincerly tired working day and just opening my house door, my two dauthers huge me and saying love me, all exhausting  go away immediately.

Hmm, probably neither—though both sound nice. It was actually this random afternoon when I was stuck on a essay and got so frustrated I just grabbed my bike and rode. Ended up at this little park by the lake I'd never noticed before. Sat on a bench for like an hour, watching a dog chase geese and some kids laugh way too loud. No phone, no deadlines, just… nothing. Felt like my brain finally took a breath. Cheesy, but it hit different.

For me, the moment is cooking for my family

Practice badminton with my roommate. I feel both of us have made great progress.

The most healing moment for me this summer was watching a sunrise.

The most cozy moment of summer is enjoying sunbathing at beach and of course swimming!