Personal question: do you still live at your parent’s/guardian’s house?
If the answer is yes, maybe you are like me, just trying to save some $$$ so you do not live in a ditch when you decide to move out. But maybe you aren’t like me, maybe you moved out as soon as college ended, or even before. Maybe you have been out of the house for years or maybe it is your first night on your own.
Either way, let’s think about the time you were in your parent’s/guardian’s house.
Did you ever wonder when you were a little kid how the mess in your room magically disappeared? Or how about the clothes you were going to wear to school the next day, how were they folded on your bed in the morning, ready to put on?
When we were younger it was easy to believe these things magically happened, but how did this stuff happen when we got older?
You come home from the gym late one night and toss your reusable water bottle in the sink. Did you ever stop and think how it was ready to use for the next gym visit? What about breaking your favorite coffee mug right before work, leaving it on the counter, only to find it fixed when you come home at 5PM.
Growing up eliminates the magic but reveals the superhero behind it.
Most households have a head honcho who runs it & would never let the house crumble. My mom runs the Brower household, and she runs it with ease.
About a month ago my mom went into surgery to have both of her knees replaced. Yes, not one, but two knees replaced at the same time. Although my family had been encouraging her to do this for a while, no one ever stopped to think about what it would be like without her at the house.
It is at times like this we forget how much a mother, father, or other superior figure does for a family. Our house was constantly moving and glued together because of my mom.
Being the wonderful daughter that I am, just kidding, but not really…I took on a lot of the responsibilities my mom had around the house. I never thought it was going to be easy–but I also didn’t think it would be so much.
My typical day includes waking up in the morning either to see my trainer or get ready for work. After work I either go for a run, go to spin class, or just wait for dinner to be done. Well, in short, my typical day was over with.
I was excited to cook dinner every night for my dad & brother–I had millions of recipes on Pinterest I wanted to try out! But cooking takes time, a lot of time.
I caught a run in here or there while the meals cooked in the oven, but working out slowly got pushed away, I had bigger priorities. The table needed to be cleared, the dishes needed to be washed, loads of laundry were piling up, I couldn’t forget the mail, food shopping was a must, our dog Tucker needs special TLC, and the trash couldn’t pile up inside for weeks!
All of this had to be done but most importantly, I needed to set time aside every day to visit my mom and be by her side!
Eventually I got to see that things around this house don’t magically happen. It is my mom who makes sure my water bottle and coffee mug are ready for the next use. She sews my shirts & irons my brother’s pants so we look our best. She puts a warm meal on the table every night and makes sure my dad is stuffed after a long business trip. But most importantly, she keeps the house moving, and fills it with love.
I will never forget my mom telling me how proud she was of me for taking control and keeping everything in place while she was gone. And while it took up a lot of time and energy, I would never have refused to do so, & I am happy I didn’t, because I never would have realized how much time and effort my mom spends on us.
My mom may be proud of me, but I could not be more proud of her for keeping this house running and being the foundation for our family♥
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