Loyalty is the practice of being loyal. The meaning of loyal, according to Webster’s is: faithful to a cause, ideal, custom, institution, or product . Pretty straight forward, right?
In the past few years I have noticed the decline of the act of being loyal. If you don’t like your phone carrier, then switch to another carrier. The same goes to the cable provider. This thought process can be applied to almost everything we meet in our daily lives. If you don’t like something or the way someone provides a service for you, then change it! I know I have practiced this myself, so I am not pointing fingers at anyone.
Last week I watched, once more, Tom Hank’s movie, Larry Crowne, http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1583420/ It is about a man who is ‘downsized’ and goes back to school. Wonderful movie. It portrays what, unfortunately, is happening in all sectors of industry and employment. I have seen it happen in my family. My daughter was quick to quote, “Last one hired, first one fired,” like this was a just reason for her being downsized. Companies buy out other companies and with a fell swoop clean out offices of people who are not needed. It’s just the way things work out. Never mind that most of the people in those cleared out offices have been there for years. They have rearranged lives to stay (here it goes) loyal to their employers.
Yesterday my dear hubby and I got into a protracted conversation about the art of loyalty. Yes, I did pull out my soapbox and was loudly proclaiming my ideas to him. I also confess that several of my comments did not land on the side of loyalty.
My dear hubby, always the rock, remained steadfast in his belief, that one should stay loyal no matter the cost. I questioned him, and demanded a straight answer. I did not expect to hear what I did. He replied, “If I do not stay loyal and do not teach loyalty, how will those younger ever learn?” Yep, that thud you heard in the distance yesterday was yours truly falling off her soapbox.
This is just one of the many reasons I love my husband. Despite all those bumps and frustrating habits he has, there is a streak that runs deep. It is his steadfastness, his integrity and his loyalty.
This is a dying art. I am hoping to learn how to resurrect it in my life.
Thanks for stopping by. DAF