Invincible summer

In the depth of winter I finally learned that there 

was in me an invincible summer. 

Albert Camus

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It's January, right in the very depths of winter. We long to see leaves

on the trees again. The first hint of a bulb's leaves poking through the

frozen soil is a cause for celebration. It means winter will end.

Consider the quotation above. Summer inside me?

What is he talking about? 

The facts don't change. Winter is here, and it's cold and it's dark and it's wet. 

But that's just external. We don't have to let the dark months darken

our minds and our hearts.

We have a choice. 

We can sit shivering and miserable and grumble our way through winter.

Or we can greet winter with summer in our hearts. 

We can appreciate it as a time for renewal, for the soil to rest, for plants to regain their strength. We can spend time appreciating the warmth and shelter given by our homes.

Who says winter has to be an attitude?