Another Winter Solstice
Yet another winter solstice passes and once again it saddens me. Though I may delay feeling crushed by the longer days a little this time around, because even I was thinking that it may be getting dark a little too soon since my body decided that 3 PM is a better time to wake up than 2 PM. But I certainly wouldn’t be comfortable with anything more than that extra hour of light, the equivalent of the hour lost by getting out of bed later, so I’m sure I’ll start feeling as crushed by daylight as I usually do as soon as the sun will set at least an hour later than it does right now. And, even until then, I still don’t like the idea of the days getting longer at all…
There’s little to say otherwise, because everything I said last year still stands. Just replace “three years” with “four years” in that post and you’ll get exactly what I’m thinking and feeling right now.
But at least we seem to actually have a winter this time around. There’s a fair amount of snow and it’s quite cold enough for it to settle nicely on the ground, which hasn’t happened in recent years. I don’t know if it will last, but these days do remind me that what once was lost can be regained, even if it’s completely out of your control. That should help whenever I need to once again lie to myself by saying there could still be some hope for me in this life. At least for a little while, as long as the sky will still be black and the ground still white…
