Tiny Miracles; Zero Applause

You know what deserves a standing ovation? Not me finishing my to-do list (because LOL when does that happen), but my laptop surviving another crash despite sounding like a tractor since 2020.bNo one talks about these things. No one says, “Hey, thank you, socks, for not sliding down in my shoes today.” But those socks? They carried your emotional baggage all day without complaint.

Let’s take a moment to appreciate the little things that never get appreciation.

Like the exact moment you open your front door, and the Wi-Fi automatically connects. That’s intimacy. That’s loyalty. That’s better than most relationships these days. Or when your friend texts, “I’m outside,” just when you were wondering how to exit that awkward family dinner. That’s not just friendship—that’s divine timing. That’s the universe sending backup.

And what about that one hoodie that understands your soul? The one you’ve worn for so many years it has its own scent and trauma history? It’s seen your heartbreaks, your post-shower dance moves, and your existential 2 a.m. snack hunts. But do we thank it? No. We just throw it on again like it didn’t carry us through five mental breakdowns.

Okay, let’s be real for a sec. When was the last time you said thank you to your phone charger for not abandoning you at 2%? Or to that one good pen that always works, even though you’ve chewed off half the cap?

Exactly. Never. Because we, dear human beings, are tragically bad at appreciating the little things.

We wait for “big moments” to feel grateful—like when we get the job, pass the exam, or someone gives us cake. But life isn’t just a highlight reel. It’s mostly the in-between scenes—you know, like finding a seat on a bus that doesn’t squeak or making it through a conversation without sounding weird (barely).

Case in point: Last week, I stepped in dog poop while wearing my favourite sneakers. Tragic. But then—plot twist—I found tissues in my pocket. And not the sad, crumpled kind. Fresh. Clean. Ready to save lives. I looked up at the sky like, “Thank you, mysterious past me, for being responsible for once.”

That’s the stuff we forget to be grateful for. The tiny wins. The background blessings. The universe’s low-key “I gotchu” moments.

A quick shoutout to: The auto uncle who doesn’t judge when you’re clearly late and dying.

Google Maps for not letting you walk into the ocean.

That one spoon in the drawer that’s just the right shape, and you choose it every single time.

And honestly… your own body. Like hey, thanks for showing up today even though I’ve been surviving on caffeine, vibes, and sheer willpower.

We’re all busy chasing the big stuff—the dream job, the perfect relationship, the glow-up. But it’s the micro-wins that actually make life liveable. You don’t realize it, but that one playlist you made in 2019? Still carrying your emotions like a soldier.

Honestly, we’ve glamorized drama and burnout so much, we forgot that life is also about cold water on a hot day, stretchable jeans, and group chats where someone finally replies with “same” when you’re ranting.

So maybe today, take a second. Pause your scroll. Look around. Is your Wi-Fi working? Is your snack crunchy? Did a pigeon not poop on you today? Iconic.

Say thank you. Whisper it. Think it. Meme it. Doesn’t matter. Gratitude is chill like that. It doesn’t need a party—just a nod of recognition.

Because the small stuff? That’s the real magic. And honestly, it’s been patiently waiting for you to notice.

Sometimes, gratitude isn’t loud. It’s just you, smiling alone in a crowded train because the aunty next to you just offered a mint. Or when your pet cuddles up to you like they know you’ve had a crappy day. And hey—if you’re reading this, maybe you needed the reminder. No, you don’t have to fake some deep, spiritual moment. You just have to notice. To feel the small things. The unnoticed heroes of your everyday chaos. Because life isn’t one big “wow.” It’s a hundred tiny “phew”s that keep you from falling apart. So go on. Whisper a thank you to your favorite mug. Wink at your power bank. Hug that hoodie.

Be extra. Be dramatic. Because even the tiniest joy deserves a little bit of confetti