“You can do it,” I tell my little girl as she gets dressed. “One thing at a time,” I say as I hand her pieces of darling clothing someone thoughtfully left on our porch one day. I’m thinking of everything I have to do today and realizing that oh so much of it is all-too-similar to what I already did yesterday and what I’ll do again tomorrow.
And the day after that.
And the day after that.
I’ll do dishes again and they’ll get undone again. I’ll do laundry again and it’ll get undone
again. Sweep—undone. Pick up stuff a hundred times—undone a hundred times. Some days, some things never even get done in
the first place, and most days, it seems like things will always be this way. But as wiser
women say, one day when there aren’t any toys to pick up, I’ll miss these days because
after all, things won’t always be
this way.
Except for one thing.
I will always love my
daughter.
Even if I have to change her outfit eight times today, that
love will never change.
Even if I pick up her toys more than a million times today,
I will still love her for more than a million years.
And even if I need to wash her hands and face two dozen times
today, that love will never wash away.
So, chin up to anyone who feels the same sort of daily monotony—
Even if everything else you do today comes completely
undone, take heart and just know this:
Some things--the most important ones--can never come undone.
