I was pretty devastated last year
when summer ended.
winter hasn't been that bad.
I was thrilled today
when Provo was 45 degrees.
(Also, Delaware was getting pummeled with snow.)
I wore flats instead of boots
and the tops of my feet got to see the sun.
I took a ten minute walk outside
in the warmth
during the middle of work.
And I thought,
I would gladly live through the pain
of a million summers dying
if it means that I get to have
days like today.
There would never be that kind of joy
without that kind of pain.