Let The Sun Sing

At 10 AM I shut my laptop. Since no caves were handy to crawl in and since my children had already wrecked havok in my house while I sat like a crazed woman, punching the 'inbox' tab every two seconds, I knew I needed to make a decision. I could feel frustrated and depressed and frantic all morning or I could go outside and let the wind rustle my hair.

Spring is therapeutic to a wintered soul. The Alaskans who read this will understand that statement in a deeper way than most. Outsiders think AK must be horrible in the winter because of the cold. And it is cold, but that's really not the hard part. It’s the dark. The long black days.

But spring. It's amazing. You go grocery shopping and the whole store is buzzing. Everything feels electric and invigorating. The snow is melting, the sun is shining and every day is getting longer. Soon it will feel like 'The land of the midnight sun' again. We will bask in the summer light and have enough energy to light a country. We will climb mountains and raft rivers. We will remember why we live in this crazy, hardcore state.

I've been in winter in more ways than one. I crave holding my daughter in my arms in the same way I crave light in dark months. It’s been dark and full of shadows with no definite end in sight. At times disappointing and so frustrating.

This morning I rode bikes with my boys. We laughed and played and let the sun sing. I thought about the referral that was given this morning and the more I thought, the more it felt like spring. There is a buzz. Something is happening. And it’s coming soon.