Thank you for the fish!

Hey there Rafikis!

   So there's a song I've been singing a lot lately. It goes something like this: "How do they find the time and energy to do all this?"

   There are days I wake up and for some reason I get stirred into a frenzy. These days usually take place when I'm stuck at home (Berrien Springs Home) for a break (spring, christmas, you name it). And I figure that since I'm stuck at home, I should turn my house into a palace fit for a king. And so I clean: Laundry, dishes, bathrooms, vacuum...and it takes forever. And when I'm done I'm thoroughly exhausted. Granted, this house is really made for a whole family and cleaning three stories (basement, main floor, upstairs) is not something that someone should ever have to do alone, but unfortunately it happens. Often. The people who take care of us, or took care of us, spent many hours on hands and knees, pushing a Hoover, and wondering if those Scrubbing Bubbles would really come to life and magically clean the whole bathroom (BTW...they don't). It really is HARD work!

   There are days (like today) when I decide that I won't poison my body and actually have real food that's more or less from a farm or ocean somewhere and not a lab. I'll use today for example. I decided to cook; brown rice, salmon, and spinach. By the time the food was defrosted, marinated, cooked, and ready to eat, I was not only STARVING! (I gave in and snacked on apple juice while cooking....a MAJOR NO NO!) but I was just plain tired. Granted, this exhaustion is a compilation of the morning homework, the afternoon classes, and the evening workout, BUT STILL...it really is just easier to order the number 6 at Wendys. And so, I thank the folks who took care of me since I was a wee little boy, and taught me how to make at least one dish, but freely fed me so many more without complaining.

   Here's to the ones who take care of us. Many times when you should have taught us to fish, you gave us the fish anyway and simply said...I love you. We love you too...