MorningSunDirtyDishesDwindlingFridgeOhNowTheKidsAreUpWhere'sMyAssignmentDueDamnThatDogWrongShoesRightShoesCan'tForgetTheLunchCarNeedsGasLaundryLaterProfessorAssignedANOTHERPaperCoffeeBreakMyLibraryChairIsTakenWhyOhWhyDidIHaveToGetTheCubicleNextToTHEMStaringAtAScreenInsuranceCompanyCalledForgotToCheckTheWaterHeaterGottaPickUpThatNewCoatForMySonWhyOhWhyIsTheClockSoDamnSlowManMyBackHurtsWhyDidn'tIGetAStandingDeskIAlmostForgotOfficeHoursFINALLYTimeToClockOutMomLookAtThisDadSheHitMeDidNotDidTooDAMNThatLaundryIForgotItOfCourseTheProfessorWouldLeaveFiveMinutesEarlyOhGottaBuyPresentsForCousinStaceyOhFUCKDidYouJustSpillGrapeJuiceOverTheNewCarpetYouDidIShouldn'tSwearAtTheKidsEvenMoreMountainsOfHomeworkNowTheBaby'sScreamingTheDishesAreStillDirtyHiHoneyI'mHomeCan'tTalkGottaGetDinnerReadyLooksLikeALongNightAtTheLibraryAgainAndTheLawnNeedsToBeMowedGodI'mSoTired-
"Can I do that for you?"
"Here, let me take care of it."
"Don't worry honey, I took out the trash already."
Silence.
More than silence.
Space. Freedom. The radiant light crossing the distance between the worries pressing your spine and a task checked off by someone else when you weren't looking.
It is an air valve popping loose.
A throat suddenly choked up even as the tension melts away from your muscles. Sacrificial love replacing the items on your to-do list, one by one. Your mind free to think again, to live again.
An oasis in a blinding desert, planted by another person, fertilized with their perception, and watered with their care.
It's not just that a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. It's that you're now weightless.
They have shouldered your burdens with a tender smile.
They have helped you learn to fly again.
Jul 24, 2020
Jul 24, 2020 at 9:18 PM UTC
MorningSunDirtyDishesDwindlingFridgeOhNowTheKidsAreUpWhere'sMyAssignmentDueDamnThatDogWrongShoesRightShoesCan'tForgetTheLunchCarNeedsGasLaundryLaterProfessorAssignedANOTHERPaperCoffeeBreakMyLibraryChairIsTakenWhyOhWhyDidIHaveToGetTheCubicleNextToTHEMStaringAtAScreenInsuranceCompanyCalledForgotToCheckTheWaterHeaterGottaPickUpThatNewCoatForMySonWhyOhWhyIsTheClockSoDamnSlowManMyBackHurtsWhyDidn'tIGetAStandingDeskIAlmostForgotOfficeHoursFINALLYTimeToClockOutMomLookAtThisDadSheHitMeDidNotDidTooDAMNThatLaundryIForgotItOfCourseTheProfessorWouldLeaveFiveMinutesEarlyOhGottaBuyPresentsForCousinStaceyOhFUCKDidYouJustSpillGrapeJuiceOverTheNewCarpetYouDidIShouldn'tSwearAtTheKidsEvenMoreMountainsOfHomeworkNowTheBaby'sScreamingTheDishesAreStillDirtyHiHoneyI'mHomeCan'tTalkGottaGetDinnerReadyLooksLikeALongNightAtTheLibraryAgainAndTheLawnNeedsToBeMowedGodI'mSoTired-
"Can I do that for you?"
"Here, let me take care of it."
"Don't worry honey, I took out the trash already."
Silence.
More than silence.
Space. Freedom. The radiant light crossing the distance between the worries pressing your spine and a task checked off by someone else when you weren't looking.
It is an air valve popping loose.
A throat suddenly choked up even as the tension melts away from your muscles. Sacrificial love replacing the items on your to-do list, one by one. Your mind free to think again, to live again.
An oasis in a blinding desert, planted by another person, fertilized with their perception, and watered with their care.
It's not just that a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. It's that you're now weightless.
They have shouldered your burdens with a tender smile.
They have helped you learn to fly again.