The road trip snacks your parents packed were planned around who likes what. That’s love doing logistics.

Logistics is an unglamorous form of affection. Somebody walked round a store thinking about who hates which flavour, who gets carsick and who will eat nothing green, then paid for all of it and loaded the car. None of that reaches you as love, because it reaches you as a bag of snacks. Care is often indistinguishable from admin until you look at who did the thinking.

Before the next trip, offer to do the packing and find out how many decisions are hidden in it. Then tell whoever normally does it that you noticed. Specific thanks for invisible work tends to land hard.