My Mother Loves Washing Dishes
I could find nothing amusing or redeeming about washing dishes.
I watched my mother, loving it, and wondered about her sanity.
What is it about dish washing that you like? I finally asked.
It is a labor of love, it shows I care about my family, she said.
This was an idea that had not occurred to me ……..ever.
Now when I see her enjoying it, I am not as perplexed.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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