fixing a hole

I love analogies.  I use them a lot when I am talking to people since, I think, being a visual person, it helps me to describe and understand really complex situations, usually emotion and interpersonal based. Sometimes I don't even have to come up with my own analogies, they just happen in real life and sometimes they happen simultaneously with the situation that relates to it.  I know I am speaking in general vague terms and that an example is absolutely in order but for the time being, I can only share one half of the analogy with you since the other part is too raw and personal to disclose.  

Yesterday was the first day in months that the oil was not spilling into the gulf.  A plug was put into place that has stopped the oil.  Damage, unquantifiable damage, has been caused and is still something that will need to heal over time and be dealt with, but the source of all of the damage, the base problem, has, for the time being, been stopped.  Experts don't know if this plug will work.  They don't fully know the condition of the well.  It could be too weak and break if the pressure from the plug builds.  This plug is a test, and they are watching it very closely over the next several days, measuring the pressure, looking for leaks occurring elsewhere, observing the integrity of the well, to see if greater steps must be made.  The cap may just be the answer and it may be enough, in which case they will cement over the whole well and call it good! Whoo hoo!  No more leaking ever!  But a practical view, and pragmatic steps are in place since it is maybe, just not enough.  

OK these facts about the spill were absorbed into my ears in 15 minutes on NPR today and may not be completely accurate since the entire time they were talking I thought they were talking about something else.  I KNEW it was about the spill, but I mean, they were giving me a visual concrete analogy for what I am currently dealing with in my personal life.  I feel like I am on the team of experts.  We put a plug in a certain well that has been leaking, spewing poison for well over a year actually, slowly killing everything around it. So many things were tried by the "local community," cleaning and scrubbing and contraptions, but in the end their efforts had been only slightly successful or not at all, due to the fact that the source of the problem could not be stopped. So much loss and depression.  Feelings of hopelessness. And JUST YESTERDAY, in conjunction with the PHYSICAL PLUGGING in the gulf, finally the leak was plugged.  We are not sure how the plug will hold, but its something! It's a start!  There is so much the "community" will have to do to have to do to recover, but at least we have this plug.  We will be watching it closely over the next several days.  I really do hope though that it will be enough. 

One day I will tell you all about what I am talking about, but while we are in this watchful time, I am keeping somewhat quiet.  I just needed to let off a little pressure here.  I am sure those well experts are a ball of knots right now.  waiting. watching.  hoping. 

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