Today has been a day of hard work shared between friends. No one dominant over the other..ideas given and shared between people who truly respect and love each other.
The chores were those of everyday life…cleaning the kitchen. Dusting furniture. Cleaning the ceiling fans. Washing sheets and making a bed.
Yet the work became a joy to complete instead of the normal druggery of it all.
Simply because the work was shared.
It used to be like this all the time. Years ago, families weren’t just the mother, father and a handful of children..but aunts, uncles and grandparents would all live in the same place and share the load.
I wonder when exactly that all changed?
Probably right after the second world war when so many manufacturing jobs had opened up..people used to living with extended family moved, then grew apart.
It’s a shame.
The hours flew by and the work, being shared, was easier than it would have been done alone.
I am so grateful that we have friends close enough to ask for help. I am grateful they ask for help when needed.