Because for every chaotic, chilly, cloudy day, there is something soft and comforting and welcoming.

Today managed to encompass all of these.

Snow in New York City.  Soft and pillowy, like a blanket of goodness rolled out in front of me, far away from the hysteria of the storm.  I don’t love winter, but something about this just felt right.


Maybe it was just for this moment.  But the moments are all we have.

May joy blanket you this week.

xo, with goodness and grace.