A good day

I feel like I've been whining a lot lately, so I want to make note of a good day, actually a couple of good days in a row, which I am very thankful for.

Mom was in her element yesterday. She cleaned. Although I have taken over most of the household chores now, yesterday Mom dusted. I had to show her where the Swiffer was and put a new one on the little wand for her, but then she dusted and it was like I had my "old" Mom back again. She dusted the whole house I think and enjoyed every minute.

I like to see her doing something she knows contributes to the household because I think sometimes she feels pretty useless.

Then she was so exhausted she had to sit down for a rest which usually means a nap.

And as she napped, I baked some bread. That's a good therapy too, especially if it's the kind of bread you must knead. I can take out all my frustrations on that small pile of dough and know that it's good for the dough! By the time Mom woke up, the bread was out of the oven and we could share some warm bread with melted butter on it.

And I thank God for every good day.