Holiday- in milliseconds or a lifetime?
One evening after a very busy day with two children to take care of and no help from anywhere. When I had cooked and cleaned and fed the kids, I decided to have a cup of coffee. My husband was travelling and that meant that I had no time alone to even catch up on my breath, let alone have tea or coffee.
That first sip of coffee felt like a holiday. (February 2019)
When we finally reached home after not being able to return even after several months, the house had a stale smell, the one typical to a house locked for about four months. We aired the house for several hours.
That first gush of air inside the house smelt like a holiday. (May 2020)
A week full of work, kids, classes to drive to, playdates to plan and coordinate, Christmas gifts to arrange, a book to finish, my own language homework to complete, when I was too exhausted to cook. My husband took over the kitchen. I was truly glad for that. I decided to help him finish the meal by putting the rice to cook.
That first bite of my husband’s chicken curry tastes like a holiday. (Nov 2020)
As I sat thirsty on my sofa, tucked in a warm blanket editing my book. I asked my daughter if she would like to bring me a glass of water, just because I was lazy. She went into the kitchen with excitement and came back several minutes later with a tall glass of water with a straw and a lemon slice.
The first look at that glass of water felt like a holiday. (December 2020)