Mother

If I had never been to Bali, I would never know that a mother job is so damn hard. Well, it's not actually a mother job, it's house chores. Growing up in a patriarki family had made me clarify those as a mother job. What I meant by mother job is such things like laundrying, mopping, brooming, etc.

This morning I was waking up my roommate. He slept like a pig. Whenever I tried to wake him up, he fell asleep immediately. Deep down I said "What a pig!" But then I realize, he was me when I was in my home. My mom used to wake me up whenever I had a morning shift. Potato potahto. Just like my roommate, I used to sleep like a pig too.

Even for that simple thing has made me realize how hard is my mother job. And back then, I took everything for granted. Now when all of those are gone, I understand how blessing it was.