"Train up a child in the way they should go; even when they are old, they will not depart from it." - Proverbs 22:6
May is HARD. You'd think with seven years of fumbling through this I would be better equipped? Not so much. God created us so beautifully, it's hard not to be in awe of His perfect design, but at the moment it just feels irritating. It's amazing that there's a little factory in our brain, the Olfactory, that catalogs memories by smell. If only we got to choose how this functioned, those most unpleasant memories that surface with a whiff of something, I wish we could label those as 'Do Not Disturb' on the shelves of our frontal lobe. The changing of the seasons, from winter into summer, it comes with so many aromas...all of which are stark reminders of a time in my life that ground me to dust. While most Alaskan's are elated to see the snow retreat, uncovering the grass. For me, it transports me back to 2017... sitting with my mom, using the snowbanks out the window to assure her that by the time they were gone, she would be too. Who would have thought that...
