Winter weather is fading out, morphing into warm spring nights, and soon to transition to blistering, unending days and nights of the annual summer melt. The rest of the western hemisphere looks forward to the sun after a drab, colorless and lengthy winter. But me, not so much. 

I will miss the savoring of the under-the-chin snuggle of the comforter layered atop the weighted blanket knowing with one quick fling of them off my body all warmth will dissipate. I’ll miss the quick tempo of bare feet racing to make the morning latte but stopping first to turn on the heating pad and portable heater, readying for my return. This is my way of saving on the gas bill, no need to heat the entire house when it’s just me occupying less that 10 square feet for an hour or so. 

I will miss settling into recliner, covering toes, calves and thighs with the thick blue blanket for added comfort. The act of cupping the latte with both hands to disperse heat through to the bones; yes, I will miss this too. 

I will miss lighting candles in the darkened room. Flickering candles lend to a peaceful atmosphere to start the day. Trading fleece bedsheets for cool cotton may have me reaching for the tissue as the removal of one last visage of winter/spring makes me weep. 

I love that the dreary sky is bright again, but the sun is my frenemy. Outdoor activities come to a screeching halt and I’m an involuntary hermit once more. As the world turns and people are having fun in the sun, I search for ways to turn my world into fun within the comfort of air conditioning. 

Enough lamenting, it’s time to shed the fleece––I know by the time I lay my head on the pillow the night air will be warm and I’ll be glad I did.