Love, Your Daughter

I did the dishes today.

Can't remember how it started, but washing the dishes kind of became my way of thanking my parents subtly. I know its not much...but being the spoiled child that I am, every time I turn up the songs on my iTunes playlist, put on those pink rubber gloves, and scrub the plates and utensils to the beat of the songs, I feel happy that I can do at least this much for my parents.

My mom's really busy everyday. She works as an office manager at Almer SAT, cares for my ill grandmother, and takes care of me every hour of the day, all the while trying to attend daily mass. My dad works long hours in L.A. while doing a lot of work as the head of his Regio group at church. I probably have the best parents in the world. Hands down. But often I find myself not giving them the respect and affection that they deserve.

My mom and I aren't the tidiest of people in the world. This drives my dad crazy sometimes, but my mom just doesn't have the time to rest, much less do the dishes.

So, although it's not much, I hope that my little effort makes my mom and dad happy when they see an empty sink when they get home