Small Joys That Make Winter Feel More Softer!

Hello guys 🤍, how are you all doing? I hope you’re okay — and if you’re not, please know you’re always welcome here exactly as you are. I like to think of this space as a chat with friends, where we can be honest, gentle, and real with one another. Life has a habit of piling things on all at once, and these past couple of weeks have been one of those stretches for me, so I wanted to start by catching you up properly.
Recently, I went back to my nan’s hometown to mark her birthday 🥳. She’s sadly no longer here, but being there made me feel closer to her in a quiet, emotional way. Walking the same streets she once walked, soaking in the familiar atmosphere, brought comfort — but also a deeper sense of missing her. It was one of those moments where love and grief sit side by side, and you feel both incredibly grateful and incredibly heavy all at once.
Not long after, my nephew ended up in hospital with a spiked temperature 🤒, which was frightening for all of us. Seeing someone so small and vulnerable hooked up to drips is something you never get used to. Thankfully, after a couple of days of intravenous antibiotics, he was discharged with more medication to take at home, and he’s now doing much better 😁. That sense of relief when you realise things are turning around is something I don’t take lightly anymore.
Health worries seemed to ripple through the family, as both my parents needed blood tests 🩸💉 within the same week. My dad was to check his hormone levels again, which unfortunately confirmed low testosterone, meaning more tests and more waiting. My mum, on the other hand, has been feeling very weak and lethargic, so her doctor ordered a full blood count to rule anything out 😑. Now we’re in that limbo stage, waiting for results and trying not to jump to conclusions — which is easier said than done.
As for me, I’m still no better. I’ve been speaking with a trusted advisor, and there’s a chance my pneumonia may have worsened slightly. It’s been especially difficult knowing I can’t take the majority of antibiotics due to allergies and bad reactions, which limits treatment options and adds another layer of frustration. Some days feel like a balancing act between patience, discomfort, and hope.
In the middle of all that heaviness, I did manage a small but satisfying win — I finally sorted through a box 📦 that had been bothering me for ages. It was overfilled, heavy, and honestly a bit overwhelming. After going through it properly, it’s now less than half full and looks so much tidier 🙌🏼. It sounds small, but that sense of physical order brought a surprising amount of mental relief.
I also want to be honest with you guys and say I’ve struggled a lot over the past couple of weeks. Between my nan’s birthday and facing some personal demons, it took a real toll on me mentally 👵🏼. I’m still working through some things, but I’m taking it day by day and consciously trying to focus on what I can control and the positives, however small ✨.
And as if things hadn’t been intense enough, my family and I were almost involved in a car accident 😨. The car in front of us stopped suddenly without warning, forcing my dad to slam the brakes on. While we’re all okay now, the force of the seatbelt across my chest made it hard to breathe in the moment, and I genuinely thought I was choking. It was terrifying — but also a stark reminder of why seatbelts save lives, even when they hurt.
Which leads me nicely into this week’s post. After everything, I’ve been thinking a lot about how we soften hard seasons — how we find comfort, steadiness, and warmth in the middle of chaos.

Today’s blog is all about small joys that make winter feel softer, because sometimes it’s the tiniest moments that help us keep going 🤍. Winter has a way of sharpening everything — the cold, the darkness, the quiet — and some days it can feel heavier than it needs to. But tucked into the shorter days are small, steady comforts that soften the edges. Tiny rituals, fleeting moments, gentle pauses that don’t fix winter, but make it kinder to live inside. This post is about noticing those softer moments: the ones that don’t demand productivity or cheerfulness, just presence. The little joys that make winter feel less like something to endure and more like something you can rest within.

Before diving into a list of ideas, it helps to slow down and remember that softness doesn’t have to be impressive. It often looks ordinary — warmth, familiarity, quiet pleasures repeated often enough to become grounding. Winter asks us to move differently, to find comfort in smaller spaces and simpler rhythms. These joys aren’t about pretending the season is easy; they’re about creating pockets of ease within it. Gentle reminders that even in the coldest months, there are moments that feel held, human, and quietly reassuring.

Thank you, truly, for spending your time here with me and reading today’s post. It means more than I can put into words. Please take care of yourselves, be safe, and be gentle in the days ahead — especially on the ones that feel harder than expected. I’ll be back here in two weeks with another post, and until then, know you’re always welcome in this little corner of mine. Wrap up warm, look after your heart, and I’ll speak to you very soon ✨🤍

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