It was cold, frigid, really, when I bundled up in tights under sweats, a turtleneck under a hoodie, wool socks, and tall boots this afternoon to walk Lucy. The sky was heavy with gray clouds, and a chill wind blew, but I needed the fresh air, so we climbed the steps out of the complex and started a three-mile loop we often walk.
Our route took us through the neighborhood and across a bridge over the interstate. Traffic on its way to and from Washington, D.C. whizzed by beneath us. The sun peeked out a little then, and I was surprised at its warmth. I could feel it on my face, and through my down vest, it literally warmed my heart a bit.
Even in the coldest cold, a little sunshine made a difference. I put on my sunglasses and kept walking, determined to remember the lesson in the days coming.
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