This morning, I opened the living room blinds to see the sun creeping up in the east. The sky was lavender; a mix of pink and blue. Blue! We haven’t seen a blue sky for a long, long time around here. You will have to excuse the hyperbole, but it feels like forever ago.
I have considered the purchase of a “happy light” to get me through this gloomy period. The winter months in Ohio are so dark, cold and gray. Always gray. Well, except for today of course.
Things seem so much more hopeful when the sun is out. Life is brighter, happier and significantly more beautiful. The gray days make me irritable and longing for summer, when daylight hangs around until my children are already tucked into bed. On the rare occasion that we see the sun in the winter, the warmth on my skin makes the slush beneath my feet just a little more bearable.
There are only so many Chai tea lattes a girl can drink to keep her warm and only so many layers of fleece. I need the sun. I need its glow, the color it brings and the way that it produces a contrast between a frozen landscape and the sky.
The sun makes me feel good. Today, I feel good.