Somewhere in the world right now a child is playing in the warmth and sun. She is picking up shells on the beach and thanking God for the ocean and the sea birds overhead. She is wearing a pink swimsuit and dipping her toes into the surf. I'm glad for her. I don't begrudge her the warmth and light.
Beginning tomorrow the sun will gradually travel back to where I live. She will turn her face to the north and remember us again. I'll be waiting here, marking her return even when it still seems forever ago since she graced my body. I'll be counting the days until spring and watching the sky with anxious eyes. And I'll be thinking of a little girl building a castle in the sand. I'll join her in my mind, crafting a room for myself facing the joyful sun.