I have a mountain of laundry. It gets bigger every day. Its one thing everybody has in common.

Usually I look at it as if it were a unsavoury family member, the kind who you know you have to deal with, but they a few years back stole your car and ran it into a pole. But now they live with you.

“I’ll deal with you, but only because I have no choice”

I spend a good part of each day tackling this mountain. Don’t try to run away from it either, because if you go on ‘vacation’, guess what, it seems to double or triple once you arrive home again!

Yesterday I was chatting on the phone to one of my best friends and we were talking about laundry. Now her mountain isn’t as big, but still there. We were reminiscing about how we didn’t mind the laundry as much when our kids were sweet little babies. Those days are now long gone, but she is now a proud grandma, and I bet if you asked her, she’d tell you she would happily take on more laundry if her adorable little grandson came to live there (she doesn’t live very close to him, and she misses him dearly).

Funny how our perceptions change with time.

It reminded me of a conversation I had with my godmother, whom I was living with at the time. She had 5 kids, lots of laundry in her past, at the time of our conversation, her kids were all grown up.

She said to me, one day as we were doing laundry: I know it can seem overwhelming to have so much laundry, cleaning and cooking to do for your family, but I think of it this way… these are your loved ones, the people who love you the most. And the people who you love the most in the world. All this laundry is just my daily reminder of how blessed I am to have such a wonderful loving family. And it’s my privilege to take care of them the best I can.

A daily reminder of how blessed I am to have these sweet, amazing kids. How blessed I am to have a husband, who loves us, protects us and works hard for our family. I love this!!!

When my grandma was alive, I was happy to help her do her laundry when she could no longer do it by herself. And you bet, if I could have her back for even a few days, I would happily launder her entire wardrobe!!!

So I guess in a way, it’s kinda like a way to be grateful for having the ones you love close, and still on this earth. All these mountains of laundry are really mountains of blessings. 💕


2 Comments

Sasha · November 28, 2018 at 10:26 pm

I love this story.. so touching

Kippi · January 21, 2019 at 9:41 pm

All so true and it really helps me enjoy washing our mountain tomorrow. Happy washing, Kippi #kippiathome

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