My day starts at 4:30 in the morning. It is in my habit now as I use to wake up at this hour when my kids were in school. I make a green tea for myself and black tea for my husband. I have 4 kids and they all are through with their school life. My mornings are not that busy anymore. I get time for myself. Me and my husband we both find this morning time peaceful.
I am a devotee of Radhasoami so on weekends I go for prayers in the morning. My husband takes charge of the kitchen on those days. He is a good cook. I absolutely relish the break I get from cooking.
I enjoy watching daily soaps and at times feel that they are part of my daily life ritual. I like to watch serials that have women lead characters. I never use to watch these when my kids were here as I never really had time. Now that they all are settled in other cities I get ample of time to spend as I want to (YAY! to that J ).
In the evening I go for a walk with a phone in hand as I know my kids will call. They call me without a miss and if they don’t panic. I know I shouldn’t but there is something that keeps bugging me and I feel calm once I listen to their voices.
My day is never complete till I speak to all four of them. At times when they forget to call, I feel restless and assume the worst. I am getting old and my husband says I get paranoid too easily. On one hand, I am really happy that I get time for myself and can go anywhere I wish to while on the other hand, I miss the time when my kids were little.
Note (From the writer): I asked my mom to narrate her day to me as I want to write about it. She looked at my screaming toddler (she wasn’t able to take the bottle’s cap off) and said: “No wonder you want to write about my day, I am having a better day than you (and started giggling)”…
I am taking part in The Write Tribe Festival of Words #6.
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