Where it earns its spot
Anywhere you sit still in the cold. Tap a moment.
Eight o'clock kickoff, frost on the grass. You stay for the whole game and the second one after it.
Trade the bucket for a seat that warms your back. Hour three feels like hour one.
First coffee outside at sunrise, last story long after the fire dies down. No more going to bed early just to get warm.
You know who. This is the gift that ends the blanket-and-complaining routine for good.