Wading through the muck
Thursday, February 06, 2014
Here in Alaska we have a slightly different name for spring. We call it Breakup. When it finally arrives around late April we are all delighted with the lovely little green leaves sprouting all over the place. But if you look down, you discover all the "stuff" that was hiding in the snow all winter. It's icky and grimy and mucky and just plain nasty.
Why am I talking about Breakup when it's still so far away? Because it reminds me of where I am in my counseling sessions. I have worked my way through my immediate anger with my older sibling over an issue that I should have floated past a couple of years ago, and now find myself slogging through the mire of my ongoing depression, and where exactly that came from.
Yes winter in the north is harsh and cold, but it hides an awful lot of crud, too.