Different

How I terribly wish for the spring to come...

No, even not the spring. Spring's not enough. Even though today it'll still help.

How I terribly need the sun and most of all, warmth.

It is not so necessary to have a bright sun with clear skies and no clouds. I don't have that many pretensions to life right now.
It is enough to be warm, to have warmth, the weather to be warm. And stop snowing.

I think right now are the most unpleasant months of the year. Not November, not December, but now January and February. And when it's over, when they are over, when the first of March comes in 26 days, everything will look different.

Even if it's snowing. Even if it's cold. Everything will be different. More optimistically different.