Some things are so constant that we forget to appreciate them, until they are no longer there. The hum of a refrigerator filling the silence of a home. The way streetlights flicker on at dusk, unnoticed until we find ourselves in unfamiliar darkness. The comfort of knowing a certain person is always just a call away, until one day, they aren’t. We do not mean to take these things for granted. We simply assume they will always be there, woven into the background of our days. We forget that stability is not a promise, that even the most ordinary parts of life are temporary in their own way. It is only in absence that we recognize presence. Only in stillness that we realize what once filled the space. A favorite café that closes down. A routine that quietly disappears. The warmth of a familiar voice that we replay in our minds, wishing we had listened more carefully when we had the chance. Maybe the lesson is not to live in fear of loss, but to notice what is here now. To appreciate the things that seem unremarkable. To be present with the people we assume will always be around. Because one day, the ordinary things we overlook may be the very things we miss the most.