Ever heard of the show Hee Haw?
The name may sound strange.
Important fact. Onomatopoeia is not a
- Rare type of bladder infection
- A medical instrument used to extract crayons from a child’s nostril.
- A museum in Pickville, Arkansas designed to house the very pea from the fairy tale Princess and the Pea. (Get a grip. It’s a fairy tale.)
Onomatopoeia is a word that imitates a sound.
For instance, when you say Hee Haw you might as well have buck teeth and big lips because you sound like the braying of a donkey.
The show is about being funny.
The CBS variety show was set against the fictional backdrop of Kornfield Kounty.
Cohosts Buck Owens and Roy Clark popped up in cornfields and haystacks alongside Grand Ole Opry legends like Minnie Pearl.
There was also a lot of
- country music
- Hoedown style dancing.
Admit it, modern dance snobs, there’s something catchy about the fiddle and hoedown dance steps. Once you start, it’s hard to stop.
Sounds like some the disappointments I have experienced.
Once you start tapping out the rhythm of your pain, it’s easy just to go on and on and on.
I’m not talking about profound lost or utter devastation.
I’m referring to every day disappointments. Cultural expectations beyond the necessities we need to stay alive.
For me, it’s Christmas.
I was eleven.
Our living room looked like Grant’s pass- packages heaped up to the ceiling.
When mom and Aunt Jennie decided to sort out the presents on Christmas Eve, I hid behind the door.
“Every kid’s got plenty of presents except for Renee,” I heard mom said as she pulled out a long tube covered in antlers and hoof prints, “Where are they?”
Aunt Jeanie held up a plaid skirt.
“This is it,” she said.
For the next hour, Mom and Aunt Jennie changed the gift tags of books, puzzles and other generic gifts so that I would have something under the tree.
But, I knew the truth.
I’d been overlooked. Forgotten.
I’m not eleven any more. (Just thought that you should know)
But, I still dance with that same disappointment every Christmas.
I feel left out.
No matter what presents I get, I feel like I’ve been forgotten by the ones I love.
- Selfish? Extremely.
- Embarrassing? Absolutely.
Sometimes we wear ourselves and all the people around us out with our disappointments.
From every angle.
Now, there is a simple solution. But, it’s not easy.
- Stop the music.
- Let go of the disappointment.
Start living again.
It’s that simple.
So, what do you think? How do you handle disappointment?