I realise that by function of being a full time mother and a supporting spouse, my happiness has become dangerously entangled in the happiness of the family.
Through the years, I have taken great care in everyone’s well-being, hoping that as a result I would be able to enjoy a good time as well.
Easter, Christmas, vacations, birthdays, weekends, evenings...its basically all my doing. Mostly it has worked out. But whenever I slack, when I don’t live up to expectations, I have found the complaint box jammed packed almost instantaneously.
But there are bright moments, when I function as clock work...
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