What Might Make You Smile

For those healing in silence. Maybe it’s the sunlight, dotting playfully through the blinds— a quiet reminder that the world still holds light. Maybe it’s the steam rising from morning Earl Grey, a scone with melted butter —a moment of normal in a day that’s anything but. Perhaps it’s the slow turn of a page, the way strangers drift past your window— Perhaps it’s in imagining their thoughts, their stories, or even inviting one in for tea. To sit. To speak. Or just be. There’s comfort in letting time pass without needing to fill it. No pressure to be productive, only permission to feel, to breathe, to rest. Perhaps living fully isn’t about doing more— but about honoring what brings peace. And maybe, just maybe, in that hush— the day lifts a corner of its mouth.