I am thankful for my mother. What most people don’t realize is that I can barely take care of myself or the house at this point. I can load the top rack of the dishwasher, but not the bottom. I have trouble getting laundry out of the washer. Then I have trouble getting laundry out of the dryer. I can push a broom, but not a vacuum cleaner. I have trouble reaching down to clean to the tub. She also helps me with the cooking.
I have trouble with personal care. My mom is nice enough to cut my toenails on my right foot for me, since I can’t. When I can’t get my pants, socks, or shoes on, my mom helps me with that too.
When I have a bad day mentally, my mom is willing to listen. She reminds me that no matter what, we always make it through.
So on day 3, I am thankful for my mom. She helps me more than I can ever repay.