I have gotten into a pattern where I do more housework than I ever did before. Whether it be folding and doing the laundry, putting the dishes in the dishwasher, washing the pots, wiping down the table.
I get particularly upset when I have many things to do or want to sleep, but have to (or feel I have to) tidy first. I don’t like going to sleep with a dirty kitchen. I like starting my day fresh. I also am one of those people who feels their surroundings reflect their state of mind. I can’t properly concentrate when there’s mess.
And what this experience has taught me to do is to appreciate what my mother did for me. She did all the housework alone (with some small additions sometimes, really rarely sometimes). And I feel that now. I emphasize with feeling that you can’t do what you want to do, need to do, until it’s clean. I get the feeling of being overwhelmed, like there’s so many things to do and it’s like a smothering burden. As if I can’t continue my day until it’s done. There isn’t always a thank you for everything. It’s a tireless relentless duty and job that doesn’t result in a tangible pay or thanks.
So, thank you mom. Thank you for all the days you did the dishes, did my laundry, folded my clothes, vacuumed the house (that’s my least favorite chore). Thank you for shouldering that burden, for not murdering me that I did nothing. Thank you for being there, for doing all those things, and still being the best mother I could ever have. For doing those things and still remaining supportive and loving, kind, and tender.
Clearly I can thank my dad as well for giving me the opportunities I have now, for supporting me through everything, for giving me the chance to follow my dreams and make mistakes Both of them.
Thank you for laughing at my silly faces, for letting me make me own dumb choices, for making me feel you support me no matter what, for establishing such a solid foundation of love in my life, and giving me the confidence and groundwork that has been essential to all my thoughts and actions. And for obviously coming to get me from China.
My parents have been the best I could ever imagine or dream of. This started off as my mini rant, but I want it to end with just a general note of thankfulness.