Michael Munas (michaelboy) wrote,
Michael Munas

One of the reasons, I make my bed

It's been nearly a decade since my mom passed away. Mom, always made her bed. Even after a leg amputation, she still made her bed every day. I never did when I was at home but she would do it for me. It is very likely that she spoiled me, but it was - for a reason.

I remember going back into the house for the first time after she was gone and how afraid I was. Not afraid of anything materially horrific but more of how quickly and profoundly our lives were changed. I walked in the house and went to her bedroom. The bed was unmade and I just can't forget the way that made me feel.

So that's why I make my bed - for a reason.
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