There’s always that one thing that brings you back to a special time in your life — perhaps an earlier, and arguably better, time. A time when you weren’t overwhelmed with standardized testing and high school drama. A time you’re reminded of when you hear the song that played when your middle school crush danced with you at your eighth grade formal; when you smell the scent of a foreign food that reminds you of your family’s summer vacation to Europe; or even when you look upon the color of the ocean, and you’re reminded of said middle school crush’s dreamy eyes.

For me, that thing is a Smucker’s Uncrustables peanut butter and grape jelly sandwich — even though it might seem mundane to some. I mean, I can buy a 12 pack at Costco for less than $10. That’s not exactly glamorous.

But every time I eat one of these delicious sandwiches, I drift back into a land of swing sets and playgrounds, finger-painting and story time. My brain floods with memories of dressing up like a squash for a Thanksgiving play, of camping in a pink Barbie tent on our living room floor. It anchors me, in a way. Like a blanket swaddles me on the coldest winter nights, these nostalgic memories warm me on days when the sun doesn’t seem to shine. The memories of my childhood bring feelings of comfort and even protection.

It’s as if no matter what happens around me now — no matter the failed chemistry test or forgotten English assignment — I’ll never lose my blissful childhood memories.

I don’t expect everyone to feel the same way I do when it comes to peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, of course. Maybe they’re just a quick and easy snack for you, or maybe you’re allergic to peanuts and even the mention of a PBJ gives you hives.

It is, however, my strong belief that everyone should find their own Uncrustables sandwich. Find that one thing that reminds you of better times. It could be that one TV show you watched every Saturday morning when you were four years old. Or it could be the vanilla pudding that your mom packed you for lunch every single day in your SpongeBob lunchbox. This moment, object, sight, sound, smell — whatever — could be the solace that you need to get through a long day, month or even year.

So go. Go find your own sandwich. Go find what grounds you and makes you, you. Go make your day as smooth as peanut butter and jelly.