The sun is out in upstate New York–a rare occurrence this time of year. With all the snow we’ve had, it’s a bit dazzling following so many days of bleakness. And I’m feeling rather shell-shocked, actually, stepping out into all that glittery brightness. But despite the last few months of sadness and uncertainty, as well as the services still before us, it feels like a new day of hope, of an end to the suffering. So I am throwing myself back into the details of daily life and making the choice to keep moving forward.