There's a monotony to it.
But there's beauty too.
Cook.
Clean.
Wash.
Fold.
Repeat.
Question if I'm doing enough.
Look at my clean floor,
the dinner prep,
and the stacks of clothes,
and think,
"that's got to be enough."
But it sounds like a question, not a statement.
It feels like self-scrutiny, not self-confidence.
But then I remember
that my family has a clean house to come home to, one that makes them feel calm and safe.
They have full tummies because of my efforts at the grocery store and in the kitchen.
They can dress in various clothes that allow for self-expression and make them feel happy because I keep up with the laundry.
We get around to all the places we need because I take our car for scheduled checkups and keep the gas tank full.
I chauffeur all around town so that they can feel like they are on top of it
-- and the world --
spending their free time doing the things they love
like
soccer,
basketball,
acting,
baseball
and flag football.
There's a monotony to it.
To this way beyond 9 to 5 job of mine.
But the beauty of it...
it lies in the hearts of the three children who are undeniably the reason mine beats.
And, so,
I ride the hamster wheel to nowhere,
and keeps me exactly where I want
to be … this place we call HOME.
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