LUXURY

LUXURY: I have shared breakfast with my family for 65 consecutive days and counting. My schedule belongs to me AND my head is clear enough to listen, uninterrupted, to everything my husband and children have to say.  Wow!  Who knew what this could be like?  For those who do, I applaud you for figuring this out before me.  I'm jealous if it comes naturally and if you are shaking your head knowing this kind of clarity while managing a 40+ hour responsibility outside the home - I am doubtful but if true -  you have my respect and admiration.

My mom had a career in education and caring for those with disabilities before she gave birth to my older brother. She stayed home his first four years. It was around my first birthday when she decided to take a job outside the home. She would often share her story,"The cost of disposable diapers," she would say.  "That's why I went to work.  Diapers were so damn expensive but the babysitters didn't want to bother with cloth." So, for the luxury of Pampers she would hand off the childcare duties to my dad after his day as a deputy sheriff and head to the local VFW. Here she would collect tips from serving the locals and trade them in for Pampers so she and my father could have their nights out. In the early 70s she went to work for her little bit of luxury, today, I stay home for a lot of mine.