Hi there. It’s been a while… I actually have a happier post I’ve been writing about our trip to Costa Rica, however I haven’t finished it yet and I’m not feeling happy therefore I can’t really continue at this moment.
Instead you have the privilege (SARCASM) of reading this very anxious, melancholy post… Sorry.
I was just folding laundry, such a glamorous task that I like to complain about. Laundry is a funny thing; it’s abundant, redundant, and infinite. It NEVER ends. Another funny thing about laundry; it’s the socks, the underwear, the clothes of our “people”. It is my family. 4 stacks every time; Dan, Madison, Shane and me. I remember every time I added a new stack. It meant so much. Amazing how laundry could be so important, so worthy, so meaningful. I love my laundry. My laundry makes me cry. I never want to stop doing my laundry….
Tomorrow is surgery. Today is the day before surgery. If you’ve been keeping up with my progress you know I suck at everything the days before leading up to it. So I’m kind of sucking at the moment. But I have my laundry… and it means more than I ever knew.
Love the deep meaning of this post! I’m actually doing laundry right now as I read your post and boy did it hit me! I’m happy that I’m doing my laundry. And I’ll be happy to do my husband’s and daughter’s too. I may not cry but I’ll be happy.
God’s got you tomorrow!
Thanks Wendy 💕
I love the beautiful colours of your laundry…all the colours of the 🌈 rainbow!
Interesting how each layer has its own place and how the the top layer reminds me sunshine and love!
Sending you warmth and love . Hugs from all of us!❤️🌈☀️
Hey funny thing I was also doing laundry today and thinking of you.
Good luck with the operation and hope to talk to you real soon.
Love Mummy XOXOXOXOXOXO
Love your post about the laundry. I will have a whole new appreciation for mine from now on.
Hugs! All will go well tomorrow. You’ll see.
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Thank you for putting my most daunting task into perspective. Good luck tmrw and speedy recovery. Hugs and positive vibes.