Home is Where the Dishes Are

Ah home, a word Amy says is tied with love (or, at least, we sure Hope it is!) But, as the previous post touched on, the home can also be filled with mundane tasks.

So, in leu of mom's drudgery from dishes, a poem I read!

Thank God for dirty dishes;
They have a tale to tell.

While others may go hungry,

We’re eating very well.
With home, health, and happiness,

I shouldn’t want to fuss;

By the stack of evidence,

God’s been very good to us!

Perhaps I should frame that and post it on the wall above the kitchen sink... it may be very good for me to keep in mind!