I am sorry.
So very sorry.
All these years, in an effort to save money, I have ignored you.
I have walked past you in the store aisle without hesitation.
I never once slowed down to give you even a second glance.
I would see you out of the corner of my eye & I would pretend you didn’t exist. I knew I could live without you, so that’s exactly what I did.
For all of that, I am sorry.
I am sorry that it took a box of you coming home from my college son’s apartment to bring us together.
I had no idea the joy you would add to my life.
I had no way of knowing that I would instantly feel like a better wife, mother, and homemaker just by the fresh smell you gave off.
I didn’t understand the softness you would bring to my towels & my sheets & my clothes & my heart.
Yes, my heart.
I am more pleasant doing laundry with you around.
I am more at peace & more joyful doing even a mundane task that I literally do every single day of the year.
You make laundry bearable.
I’m sorry I resisted your cute commercials & I’m sorry I ignored your coupons. I knew they were there...I just chose to look the other way.
I am thankful for the relationship we have today. I am thankful for second chances. I promise to value your place in my laundry process & I vow to never let a day go by without appreciating your effectiveness & worth.
Thank you for not giving me any static over how long it took me to come to you.
I am forever grateful.
And so there is that…