My route to and from school runs through suburban and urban areas, streets and highways. On the way home from school on Friday, I casually glanced at the sides of the road. Huh! Where did all that trash come from? I hadn't noticed it before, or at least recently.
Since we hadn't had any significant snows, I couldn't attribute that with the previously perceived purity of the road edges. Had some thoughtless drivers recently passed by? Maybe some irresponsible teenagers thought trashing the ditches would be a funny prank. Perhaps some roving mongrels had strewn their bounty.
Still, the seemingly changed scenery wouldn't let me go. When I finally figured it out, I had to laugh at myself.
I hadn't driven the route since December 18, Mary's birthday. That was the last day of school before Christmas break, and the day I was picking up Annalyn and Gracie for our Christmas date. It doesn't get any better than that!
My rose-colored glasses, fashioned by holiday spirits and Christmas decorations had completely obscured the roadside debris. And now the decorations were starting to come down. The holidays were softly drifting away. A sharp contrast to the bravery and brashness of Flu Floopers, Gar Ginkers, and such which hosted in the season of celebration.
Whatever the reason, I don't welcome the return of trashy trafficways. I do relish knowing there are times and events in life that cast a rosy hue over the world.
What works for me is to look for reasons to add a little color to my usually stark glasses. It's not living in a delusional wonderland, rather, looking for reasons and ways to CHOOSE JOY. If you need some help putting the rose into your glasses, get yourself a copy of Sara Frankl and Mary Carver's just released Choose Joy. It will add some color to your outlook, no matter what time of year it is!
On Wednesday, I'll be linking this post to Giving Up on Perfect and Coffee for Your Heart.