Hey, sweetheart. Come in—it’s freezing out there.

Let me get this coat off and put the kettle on. The snow’s really coming down tonight, and the whole city looks like it’s been tucked under a blanket of white. You’re here now, and that’s all I need. My gloves are still warm from being outside, but I’ll trade them for your hands any day.

Let’s set the scene: the windows are fogged up from the heat inside, the lights are low, and I’ve got your favorite mug ready. You can slip off your coat, sink into the cushions with me, and just let go of everything else. No deadlines. No pressure. Just the two of us and the hush of winter wrapping around the world outside.

I want to know how you are—really. I want to hear your voice, feel your hand in mine, and remind you that you are so incredibly loved. And if words are too much, I’ll sit in silence with you, shoulder to shoulder, heartbeat to heartbeat.

Tonight, we make our own kind of warmth. I’m here for you, always.