Reminds me of a story. For Christmas one year I gave my brother a little Lego kit that made a robot with a sword, about 5 inches high. Just one of those silly things you give people. No thought that it could be important. One day in April I get a call from my brother. I didn't have my phone with me so he left a message. I don't remember the message word for word, but basically what he said was this.
"I'm just calling you to tell you I had one of the worst days of my professional career. Nothing went right and I got my butt chewed all day long. Finally the day from Hell was over and I got in my truck and was just sitting there, hating life.
The I saw this stupid little Lego robot and suddenly I was laughing my *** off. The absurdity of a plastic robot with a little sword was hilarious to me. I must have laughed for 5 minutes. And suddenly, everything was OK again. I just wanted to call and say thank you. That little guy made a big impact on me."
After he passed, I found the little guy in his things. I still have it and occasionally look at it and remember. And if I'm feeling like nothing is going right, I can look at him and laugh and realize it's all gonna be OK.