The Audacity of Sunlight

 I hate winter and this year’s has been interminable.  The sun rises after work begins and sets before it ends.  The days are gray, the sky is gray, the snow is gray.  But today… sunlight. 

And it feels wrong.

Yesterday I brought Gary home.  Gray ashes in a gray urn. 

But today, at long last, the sun is shining.  The snow is melting.  The sky is blue.  And that sun…. so bright and so yellow… so promising.

As though Gary was never here at all.