We're inching towards a day I dread on the calendar. The winter solstice: shortest day of the year. As a lover of light and warmth, I cringe at the cold, recoiling from the longest dark. When I worked outside the home, I hated these December days even more - commuting to work in the blue-black before dawn, driving home after the sun had already set. All the life seemed sucked out of the hours before I ever got a chance to enjoy them. Small consolations twinkle: Christmas lights flashing through dark neighborhoods, a thick cover of snow that glows luminescent all night long. But still I long for summer's bright yellow light and stretching evenings. Pulling tight the curtains in the kids' rooms to convince them it's time for bed even though their parents plan to sneak back outside barefoot once the covers have been tucked under their chins. But every year in Advent, a season of lighting candles and marking time, we lose sunlight hour by hour. It gnaws at me: how I have to release into … [Read more...] about the shortest days. the longest nights.