Thursday, February 10, 2011

Being Missed

When we arrived home from Sacramento late Monday night I walked into the house
and found it immaculately clean
Every surface had been cleaned or vacuumed.  No dishes... not even clean ones in the dishwasher. No laundry waiting to be washed except for what we brought in our suitcases. 

I have heard tales of other Moms leaving their families for a time and coming home to near disasters. They seem to take it all in stride as part of the cost of a trip. I didn't realized how blessed I am to have such an on the ball family. Actually I suspect that the house stays cleaner when I'm gone then when I'm home - I like to think it's because there's not a lot of cooking prep work to do or other creative messes being made. 
I also try to make my absence as painless as possible.

To some it may seem that they did just fine without me.
And they did
But it's not that I wasn't missed.

Hugs on my return were a little tighter.
Time spend talking a little more valued.
Snuggling with my hubby a little more sweeter.

Abscence does make the heart grow fonder
and coming home to a clean house makes me feel more appreciated.
I know they love me for more than my ability to cook and clean house.
thank goodness

1 comment:

Franklin Family said...

My dad always made us clean the house before my mom got home from a trip. I hated the cleaning, but I loved the look of satisfaction and gratefulness on my mom's face when she returned. I appreciate it even more, now, as a mom, to come home after an overnight trip or something and find the house all picked up! It's the small things that make large impacts. Lucky you to have had a few days with your new little grandson - he's a doll!