I am likely not someone who could survive a long winter of darkness

This past Sunday morning, on a stroll through the neighborhood, I finished the very last chapter of The Great Alone by Kristin Hannah.  If you haven't read/listened to it yet, I can highly recommend it.  

This is the story of a family who move up to Alaska in search of a new beginning.  It's a bit of a hard read in places.  But a good story nonetheless. 

I loved the descriptions of the land, water, trees, and wildlife.  It made me want to get in the car and head north.  Just for a glimpse of the wildness.  Knowing full well, that I am likely not someone who could survive a long winter of darkness, but then again... maybe reading, cooking, needlework, sewing, painting, and thinking would be enough to take my mind away from all the dark?  I wonder?  I would love to hear from someone who has lived that experience.