Today, while doing other chores, I suddenly realized it was time to clean out the lint traps of both my washer and dryer - again. Mundane, boring, but it had to be done.
As I got on with it,
I started to feel
I was grateful for the luxury of having an indoor, automatic washing machine, and a tumble dryer. It's a luxury so many women in the world don't have, and I take them totally for granted.
So I continued to clean my appliances with loving care.
Grateful for having them serve me and my family so well. For doing a job that would otherwise take up a lot of time, time I can spend with my loved ones instead.
Grateful for the ease with which my laundry is done. Sending a thought to those who have to do this job manually, by a river.
Grateful that my hands are strong and able to wring out a cleaning cloth. Another thing I take for granted.
I finished off the job, and put on a new load of laundry. I made myself a coffee, feeling I deserved a break; one more luxury so many don't have, and went to the computer to write this down.
In doing so, feelings of satisfaction and contentment
came and joined hands with gratitude.
Satisfaction for a task finished,
contentment for a job well done,
and gratitude for my life.
My small stone for: