I never feel like dealing with the trash on Wednesday evenings. It is usually late when I remember and I am usually tired. But I start. I am the trash girl in our family.
I gather the bins from around the house: both bathrooms, the one in my office, the one in the waiting room. I bring in the bucket of diapers from the back porch. And I dump all of it into the big yellow trash bag in the kitchen.
As I gather and dump and sort, watching the leftover bits and pieces of our lives float by, some kind of ease washes over me.
This moment is the exhale of the week. It’s when we tap the reset button and let go of one week’s mistakes, failures, and missteps. We let go and try again. We start over on Thursday morning with our five empty trashcans and an empty diaper bucket. We forgive ourselves and each other and move ahead, ever ahead and ever ahead.
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