Sunday, May 31, 2009
Livid About Lilacs
Well, one day the next spring (early spring) I came home from work and my bushes had been hacked to a couple measley twigs sticking out of the ground. My neighbors had taken the liberty of "pruning" MY bushes! They were getting ready to sell their home and I guess they decided it was a good idea. I was so mad. Justin was too. We never said anything to them because they were moving. We didn't get a single lilac blossom that spring. Ugh!!
The next spring (last year) the bushes were still recovering. Not a single bloom.
This year, we finally have a few blooms. Finally! I dare not even cut them and enjoy them inside though, because there are so few.
So for the past three years, every time I see my lilac bushes, I get angry. Every time I see other people's gorgeous, fully purple bushes, I get angry. Justin has told me he's sick of me complaining every time I pass a lilac bush. I need to get over it. And seriously, people have "wronged" me much more greviously that overtrimming my bushes that are growing back and I have moved on. I am not a grudge holder. I am quite generous with my forgiveness. Why does this bother me so much? I hope that writing it here will be therapeutic and I can make peace with my long gone neighbors who butchered my bushes.