Things familiar can offer small comforts without a person even realizing. We just have to look. My morning ritual with my son is one of them.
Turn off the night-light, carry him to living room while he gives me a big hug, set him in same spot on couch, blankie on him, fireplace on, coffee on, getting breakfast ready. Both of us do this little dance the exact same way every morning. How I would miss that if it were any other way.