If I feel no warmth...

does it even matter that the sun shines so much? It's 1:15pm and the sun is just starting to show itself through my living room window. The funk I was letting myself fall into doesn't feel so inviting anymore as I feel the brightness on my face. Weeks can pass w/out seeing the sun during winter in the PNW, but when it does show up you can bet the temperatures will rise with it. Not here. It's quite misleading as I look out my big kitchen window most mornings when the sun is rising, disregarding the high blanketed snow, it just doesn't seem possible that it's really as cold as the thermometer says, but it is. I know better. But even though I feel no warmth from it, even though we're still forced to take vitamin D drops, there is still so much comfort knowing that most days I WILL see the sun shine through both my back and front windows. It feels like a promise of warmth to come. Yes, I've been bunkered down in our home this last week, I know it won't be forever. The sunshine offers such hope to my spirit, that even when I start to miss the mild PNW winters, I start to remember the hopelessness that endless days of clouds and rain brings, and then... wow... I have found something to be thankful for.