Little Joys That Are Getting Me Through Right Now

Little Joys That Are Getting Me Through Right Now

Not everything is calm, cool, or collected over here. Some days I’m sprinting between toddler chaos, creative bursts, too many tabs open (literally and emotionally), and a very cold cup of coffee.

But lately, I’ve been paying attention to the small things. The ordinary, sensory, soft-in-the-middle kind of things that don’t fix everything but still make it feel like maybe, just maybe, I’m okay.

These aren’t grand gestures. Just tiny comforts.
And they’ve been keeping me anchored.

1. Late-night spicy popcorn + a show I’m binging.
   It’s a sacred combo. No one touching me, no one asking for snacks — just me, my popcorn, and a little escape into someone else’s story.

2. Playing in the garden with Ro.
   He runs wild through the flowers like it’s his job, and I just sit there in the sun, soaking it up, letting it be simple and enough.

3. My morning coffee. Alone. In quiet.
   Sometimes outside, sometimes curled up on the couch. I don’t need a whole routine — just that one slow sip before the world wakes up.

4. Writing here.
   Substack has become this cathartic, open little window in my life. It makes me feel connected and gives me purpose in a season where everything else is a bit unpredictable.

5. Wearing my oversized sweatshirt three days in a row.
   It’s basically a lifestyle now. No shame. We’re bonded.

6. Sparkling water in total silence after bedtime.
   It’s not even about the drink. It’s the stillness. The exhale. The “I made it through another day” moment.

7. Rearranging a corner of my space and instantly feeling like a new version of myself.
   Doesn’t matter if it’s just moving a plant or stacking books differently — changing the energy of a room = instant reset.

8. Ro’s babbles and his tiny arm raises like he’s asking the universe a question.
   He doesn’t have words yet, but he has things to say — and he says them with full conviction. Sometimes it feels like we’re having whole conversations in a language only we understand. He’s curious and wise in that quiet, magical way toddlers just ar

9. Listening to my partner’s music while he creates something new from scratch.
   There’s something magic about hearing it come to life — a beat, a loop, a melody — and watching him disappear into it. It feels like witnessing art unfold in real time, and I never get tired of it.

10. That moment when the dishes are done, the kitchen’s clean, and the lights are low.
    It’s so small, but it makes me feel like I have my life together — even if only for five minutes.

Sometimes the little joys are the biggest thing we’ve got.
I’d love to hear yours — the weird, the cozy, the oddly specific.
What’s been carrying you lately?

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