Rosi, i agree. When i was in the hospital for a few days ten years ago, it felt so comforting to be at home again and make myself my usual chicken salad sandwich. Going thru the habitual motions of opening a can in my kitchen felt lovely! I felt like myself again, even though i was seriously seeing double at the time (which resolved itself in six months). During my convalescence, it was these little things that were my comfortable habits that kept me sane and patient.

Eta - i had never had that feeling before, of comfort from fixing myself a sandwich. I was surprised by it. I felt like i was finally at age 60 defining myself.