“Have a good day” texts from your mom feel corny. Save a few. You’ll reread them someday.

Routine affection is embarrassing precisely because it is reliable. A short message every morning with nothing new in it reads as corny while it keeps arriving, since there is no scarcity in it and nothing has to be earned. The value turns up later, when the messages stop being daily or stop entirely. What made them easy to dismiss was that there were plenty.

Screenshot three of them and put them somewhere that survives a new phone: a folder, a printout, an email to yourself. Then answer one properly instead of with a single letter. Corny is a cheap price for somebody thinking about your morning before their own.