I Miss My Best Friend—And Winter Makes It Harder

Fingers crossed that last night was the very last freeze warning, because y’all… I am OVER my Old Kentucky Hometemperatures sneaking their way into my new Florida life. I did not move south to scrape imaginary frost off my soul. Brrr. And no, I’m not Elsa—the cold has always bothered me. I need my 70–80 degree, sunshine-on-my-face kind of weather back ASAP.

What makes it worse? I haven’t been able to tackle any pictures for what feels like forever because it’s too cold to go anywhere. I finally find something that lights me up again—something I really want to do—and boom… Mother Nature says, “Nah.” It honestly feels like the whole world has been stacked against me this past year, like every time I try to move forward there’s another cold front, literal or emotional, standing in the way. Winter blues are crappy, and I am so tired of pretending they’re not.

And if I’m being real-real… more than the cold, more than the stalled creativity, I miss my Nannie. Some days that ache just sits heavier, especially when everything else already feels hard. She was warmth. Comfort. Home. And right now, I could really use a little more of all of that. 💔

Here’s hoping for sunshine, softer days, and maybe—just maybe—some peace thawing out along with the weather. ☀️