In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Me Time.”
Well, I’m sitting at the dinner table with Mom, who is smashing her deep-fried garlic and storing those died bits in bottles of recycled soup based granules.
Last night, my parents and I smashed and then chopped fresh garlic. The result is to be used primarily as garnish for get rice porridge, which has been Mom’s foodstuff since her hospitalization.
Mom and I had finished gardening. We recycled the old soil and used it for re-transplanting her hanging flowers from the fruit trees of our backyard. Dad is still gardening. We haven’t eaten lunch yet.
Ideally, I would have wanted to travel locally during my off days. But since I’ve no friends or companions that can keep up with me, I’ve resigned myself to staying at home and assist these elderly folks with their chores, gardening, or other activities such as shopping for food and attending funerals/burials and daily masses.
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