Savoring the laundry

The never-ending laundry has been a source of stress for me.  My kids are now old enough to help.  Today, I was putting laundry in the washer, noticing with resentment that no one uses the labeled hampers to sort anything.

In a moment, I saw myself, years from now.  And I knew that I was going to miss this laundry, and the little clothes with my WHOLE BEING.  I lovingly separated the undergarments from the inside out jeans.


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