Grateful for the people who quietly keep me going via /r/gratitude

Sometimes it’s not the big, life-changing moments that matter most, but the quiet ones. A friend who checks in with a “hey, did you eat today?” A coworker who notices you’re stressed and cracks a silly joke to break the tension. Even a stranger who holds the door open when you’re juggling too much in your arms.

Lately I’ve been realizing how much those tiny acts add up. They don’t solve everything, but they remind me I’m not invisible. And on the hard days, that reminder is everything.

I don’t always say it out loud, but I’m deeply grateful for the people in my life who show up in these small, consistent ways. It’s the kind of love that doesn’t need to announce itself, it just quietly holds you up.