Saying these are challenging times doesn’t quite capture it. But since simply checking out isn’t an option, I’ve been finding comfort in quieter, simpler routines that bring a little peace and normalcy back into my days.

This week, I’ve found myself spending more time with my plants. Watching the pothos cuttings grow their small white roots in clear water felt oddly rewarding, like witnessing tiny successes. Potting them up afterward gave me a quiet sense of accomplishment. Even my monstera decided to contribute, unfolding a fresh leaf as if to reassure me that life goes on.

I also challenged myself to do some flower arranging, mixing plants I found on the street with others from our garden. This creative task was fun and satisfying, a reminder that beauty can come from simple, everyday things.

Another small gardening victory came from planting Kabocha squash seedlings in a plastic bucket my mom found discarded by the road—free stuff! I also picked up this lovely Mexican Firecracker or Muecla plant from one of my favorite vendors at the flea market. High in antioxidants. Can’t wait to make tea out of it! Finding ways to reuse materials and grow something new feels genuinely rewarding in its simplicity.

I’ve been nesting, too. My flea market visits have turned into small adventures lately. Recently, I picked up some vintage gas station numbers spelling “1967,” my birth year. Hanging them transformed an awkward hallway into a meaningful corner of my home.

Another simple joy came from discovering some of my parents’ old college artwork. Framing these pieces and placing them around my home brought a sense of connection to my parent’s younger selves and history into my space.

My morning coffee ritual remains a cherished break. Brewing and enjoying a cup of coffee gives me a much-needed moment to pause and clear my head.

Walking Moose, my dog, is another daily ritual that brings steady comfort. His excitement over simple things like sniffing grass or chasing squirrels helps remind me to enjoy the present moment.

Lastly, I’m intentionally leaving open spaces in my schedule. Not trying to fill every minute is my quiet way of resisting the constant push to be busy, and it’s helping me stay balanced.

These small, deliberate practices have helped keep me balanced. I hope you find your own simple ways to take care of yourself, too.