Winter has a way of asking us to slow down don’t you think? Although…. sometimes it’s hard to hear it.

It’s not in the glamorous “morning routine” kind of way, more in the “I’m tired, stretched thin, emotionally crispy and craving softness” kind of way.

And honestly? Maybe that’s not something to fix. Maybe winter isn’t asking us to become better versions of ourselves. Maybe it’s simply asking us to come home to ourselves a little more gently.