“Thrown to the Curb”
There are a few expressions that have become popular referring to being disrespected or discounted. You can be “thrown under the bus,” or you can be “thrown to the curb.” I can’t help it, but when I see the Christmas trees, once regaled with decorations, lying prostrate and stripped on the curb, I feel a little melancholy.
Yes, I’m overly empathic and tend to anthropomorphize (make inanimate objects sentient), but to me it’s a comment on how ephemeral our society has become. People have 15 minutes of fame, only to be forgotten. We root for the team when it’s winning, but abandon it when it’s no longer a “feel good” proposition. The shelters are filled with the lovable family pet until it became an inconvenience.
Ugh, ugh and ugh again.
There’s something about loyalty that we seem to have lost in our hurried lives. There is something about sticking with what is inconvenient or doesn’t make us feel good in the moment.
I’m not suggesting that you keep your Christmas tree until it is a brown twig in the middle of your living room. Maybe it’s good enough just to appreciate the fact that it grew to create good memories for you and your family. Maybe that awareness and gratitude are enough.
Maybe awareness and gratitude in general are enough.
With love, Rosanne