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I’m not gonna lie—in a string of difficult weeks, this was one of the toughest. All the reasons don’t matter. But added to that difficulty was the morning I left my apartment for work and the temperature read 2 degrees.

The extremes of this winter have been challenging, though I try to make peace with the season.

This morning, I decided to snuggle with pillows and hibernate.  I sat on my couch, ate breakfast, drank a cup of coffee, watched one of the Oscar-nominated movies. A perfect, lazy Sunday morning.  Then, the movie ended.  I listened to the silence.

Suddenly, I could feel it.

I could feel a shift in the air.  Spring, a calendar month away, seemed possible. Even though it snowed yesterday, and the temperature hovered near zero the day before, something felt different.  I hadn’t known that it was above 40 degrees today, but the promise of something new whispered in my ear.

This is what I remember: no matter how hard a moment is, it always passes. Though the temperature will drop, the winds will pick up, and surely the snow plows will be on the street yet again, easier times are around the corner.

May you find shifts in your life to help navigate your way through any difficulties you encounter this week.

xo, with goodness and grace.

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.



My holiday staycation is drawing to an end.  The days have been filled with family, food, movies and shopping.  It’s been loads of fun with lots of laughter.

But today is all about me.

Or at least what I’m not doing.  No going out, no crowds, no people, no responsibilities.  Just a gloriously simple day where I don’t have to do anything.

It’s a perfectly lazy winter afternoon full of small pleasures.  Magazines, yummy reheated leftover nachos, a reality show marathon.  Flurries are falling outside, but I’m all snuggly and warm inside my toasty apartment…and still in my PJs.

You must excuse me now.  It’s time for my nap.

The first snowfall of the season is one of the most magical times of the year.  I find nothing more beautiful than a long solitary walk in the middle of a calm snowfall, the air slightly warm and the snow still soft under my feet.

A snowfall is a time for indulging a playful side: sledding, snowball fights, cross country skiing on city streets.  The football game in the middle of the street played by eight seemingly inebriated young men outside my window at 6am this morning. With freshly fallen snow, youthful spirit is close at hand.

And then there are the people who dive in – literally – and embrace their own personal snow moment.  Sometimes I just have to look outside the window to see what’s left behind.

Snow angels…pure magic.

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