Have you noticed this too when coming back from France? It’s not just that driving on French highways feels like pure ease — calm drivers, long stretches of road framed by fields and vineyards. Even the smallest encounters seem touched by something softer.

A quick stop at the bakery, for example, can turn into a quiet reminder of grace: a grateful wave when you let someone merge into traffic, a patient smile as two cars negotiate a narrow village street, a cheerful “bonjour, Madame” or “merci, Monsieur” that feels sincere. These gestures may seem ordinary, but together they weave a rhythm of gentleness that lingers long after you’ve left.

I absolutely love it — because those little gestures of kindness are the best happiness boosters. They don’t cost anything, yet they enrich everything. It’s as if the sun you share with someone else ends up shining right back on your own face.