I love winter. Yeah, driving in the snow stinks, but I love everything else about it. I love how quiet the entire world becomes when there’s snow on the ground and snow falling from the sky. I love the slower pace of life, wearing sweaters and snuggly socks, and seeing my breath when I step outside. I love going to bed earlier.
The “winters” of my life are equally lovely. I love it when I slow down my frenetic pace and have time to just think. I love seeking and finding quiet. I love turning inward and examining my choices, my beliefs, and my life.
There’s just something amazing about winter.