A boring week with food in the fridge and nobody fighting is a quiet kind of rich.

Security is almost impossible to notice while you have it, because its whole character is the absence of alarm. Nothing to brace against, enough in the kitchen, no one in the house angry: that state registers as boredom precisely because nothing is demanding your attention. Anyone who has been without it can tell you it is not nothing.

When a week is uneventful, try naming what is quietly going right rather than what is missing from it. Food, warmth, peace, a door that locks. Calm is worth recognizing while it is present, not only after it ends.