Who am I serving?
A beautiful and thought provoking entry written by a Serbian friend of mine. For some of us it might also be a bit of a reality check.”I think every mother has struggled with serving her family. It’s not always easy and often it drains our every last bit of time and energy. I have often felt tired of serving, especially in the last 5 years. Our family grew to 5 children. We moved back to our home country where demands on a mother and homemaker are much bigger than in the US where we had lived before. The workload doubled or even tripled. Many shortcuts that I had enjoyed, were suddenly gone. The house we moved in was really nice, but extremely impractical, even dangerous and very hard to take care of. The area where we live has black rich, but very muddy dirt and there is dust everywhere. Cleaning the house seemed like a never-ending job, one that had to be done constantly and consumed most of my time. Add to that cooking completely from scratch, frequent shopping trips to the farmer’s market and the small stores in town took away more of my time. In the winter time, frequent trips for the basement to stoke our coal furnace stole more precious minutes. I felt that I had no time for anything else, not even for spending time with the children.”
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