It Breaks

Like Persephone making her way up from the underworld I am now glimpsing the relief that spring will bring me.
Winter is so hard on me and these last 4 or so have been grueling. The cold, the lack of sun, being cooped up inside, it all wears on you. This winter was not terrible as Ethan sent me the greatest, brightest sunlight replicating lightbulbs ever. These things are pure science, so bright they practically light up the neighborhood.
They did help, absolutely.
But still I find myself weary and tired of the weather, of that awful biting wind and the overcast days. It’s tough to be beaten down like that by something you have no control over.
And yet the sun is coming out and the weather is warming and the pomegranate seed of hope is rolling about on my tongue.