The Dishwasher

I have never liked doing chores. Well let me say that again, I never used to like doing chores and certainly not doing anything like loading or unloading the dishwasher. I don't like being told what to do and unloading the dishwasher is not something that I find very exciting. Yet whenever I feel anxious , sad or overwhelmed, I find myself loading the dishwasher so I can hear the whirl and hum of the rushing water. I feel strangely comforted with the sound. I have always loved the sound of water but didn't think my obsession would go as far as to the dishwasher until yesterday. I figured out why I run to the dishwasher when I have feelings. My Mom. It reminds me of my wonderful sweet, kind generous Mom who kept our house spotless and gave us more love than is humanly possible. I would imagine she would chuckle and would prefer that I think of her favorite movie "Breakfast at Tiffany's or her love for small paper white bags because only good things come in little white bags but unfortunately for right now it's the dishwasher.