It’s a small thing, but I broke my Apple Fitness longest streak this week. That means my consecutive number of days that I’ve hit my fitness goals on my Apple Watch has been longer than it’s ever been.

Here’s why that’s meaningful: my previous longest streak was broken when my mother died, almost four years ago, after a ten-year terminal decline. For part of that time, I thought that my sister and I might have the illness too, and I’ve watched four other members of my family follow the same journey. It’s been a hard decade or two, and I haven’t been together enough to manage any kind of streak since that awful week in the hospital. Until now.

I’m not saying that nature is healing — grief is with me every single day — but it feels like, in the midst of genuine crises at home, in my family, and in the world, at least something is going right.