Why is it we learn to appreciate the people in our lives, just a tad more, when they leave town?
As Rohini visits her aging parent in India, I tend to house and home. It seems like everything is a crisis. I worry about the house, the dogs, the business, and just about everything else. My fridge is empty; the life void is real.
When she is here, I run around, worry about nothing, and living my life because I know she’s “got this”. I let her do the worrying.
Can’t wait for her to get back, so I can bask in the warmth of my comfort zone. Note to self — consciously, consistently, recognize her contributions when she allows me to live my life. I miss her, in more ways than one!
About Hemant Rustogi
And Rohini is worried about you, and her parents, and the dog, and the house, and you….🙃