You grow a little more every time you start noticing the way life holds you in the smallest moments. In the tenderness of a morning coffee. In the way your mother's voice softens you through the phone. In the feeling of someone you love blinking their eyelashes across your skin. It's easy to miss these things — it's easy to be pulled into the noise of what the world tells us will make us whole or valuable or real. We are taught to chase bigger, taster lives, to believe that happiness must be something grand and far away. But the truth is, it is almost always the quiet things that save us. It is almost always the soft, nameless moments that bring us back home to ourselves.