The scene you remember warmly may have included work somebody concealed.

Happy memories are usually assembled by someone who chose not to be visible inside them. The meal appeared, the room was warm, the difficulty was handled out of sight, and the child at the table recorded only the ease. That concealment is often deliberate, done so the day could be enjoyed rather than managed. Recognising it later takes nothing away from the memory.

Think of a scene you return to fondly and ask who made it possible. If that person is still living, tell them what you have worked out. If you are now the one concealing, let somebody see a little of it.