This column initially appeared in the February 2020 edition of Gaston Alive! Magazine.

I used to dread winter. More specifically, I used to dread the time between the middle of January through the end of February. That’s approximately six weeks, and perhaps, the longest six weeks of the entire year.

It’s a stark difference from where we’ve been. The Christmas lights are back in their crates and bins. The luncheons are over. The parties have ended. It’s just you and the darkness.

On the surface, that’s what winter really is – dark and dreary. Even depressing at times. Christmas does an excellent job of distracting us from all that. But once the holidays are over, we can see winter for what it really is.