I love hearing about these little bits of happiness that you can only know about from experience. It reminds me of something Tolstoy wrote in Anna Karenina:

“Those joys were so small that they passed unnoticed, like gold in sand, and at bad moments she could see nothing but the pain, nothing but sand; but there were good moments too when she saw nothing but the joy, nothing but gold.”

Thanks for sharing, Naomi!