I Resolve to Not Fold Underwear…

FoldingI don’t know about you, but I love making New Year’s Resolutions.  The past few years I have resolved to do three things that I’ve never done before.  This seems to be easier to accomplish than the standard “lose weight” or the like.  I have managed to do a zip line in the mountains, climb a lighthouse, ride in a helicopter, and a few other things.  All were thrilling and I’m glad I did them.

This year, I will try to keep that resolution, but plan on adding another.  I will not fold underwear anymore.  This may seem stupid, so let me explain…

The past two years I have tried to keep our house going by myself.  That, along with church, work, boys’ school, baseball, basketball, and whatever else we do became very hard.  I think that most people thought that I was doing a fine job of keeping everything going.  On the surface, I was.  If you ask my boys, they would probably have a different answer.  We are all good at putting on a happy face for others when we need to, but we can’t hide from God or those that are with us most.  The past two years, that was my boys.  They experienced my loss of patience time and again.  My stress level was high and many times, they witnessed my steam release.  It wasn’t pretty.

I was talking to a friend yesterday at my son’s basketball practice.  We were talking about having a basketball goal at home and how our boys love it.  We have had one at our house since the first Christmas my husband left for Japan.  She casually asked, “surely you play a game of horse with them sometimes?”  My reply… “no, usually if they are playing, I am doing stuff in the house.  It’s my chance to get things done.”

That response has weighed on me since it released itself from my mouth.  I was being Martha again… trying to keep everything going like a well-oiled machine while my husband was gone.  I succeeded, but at what cost?  My boys missed their dad as much as I did.  He would play with them… wrestle with them… cut up with them.  What do I do? Fold their underwear… and for no reason because they just throw them in the drawer!

Now, please know that I’m not being too hard on myself.  I know that all those other things I do must be done.  But, this year I am going to try to be in the moment… try to laugh… try to relax… try to play… try to enjoy…

As moms, we can get caught up in the tasks that need to be done.  And, they do need to be done.  We can’t let the laundry pile up; we can’t let the toilet turn black; we can’t leave the dishes undone.  However, maybe we could skip something like folding underwear to squeeze in 5-10 minutes to play catch, shoot some hoops, dance in the kitchen, or just laugh with our children.  I resolve to try…

“a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them” Ecclesiastes 3:5a

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