I admit.
There are moments when I don’t feel like obligation.
There are times when I’m exhausted and prefer to do nothing.
I admit.
When these moments set in I think about dad.
I don’t feel guilty, I just feel bad that at his old age he’s alone.
Not literally, but yes, he is alone.
I took him out to lunch today.
Although it was brief and quiet, I was happy to sit with him.
I admit.
I almost didn’t call him.
But then I thought about my duty.
I am glad I called.
I had all afternoon to do nothing.
Obligation is not right or wrong.
For me, it just is.
It’s an opportunity to pay back gratitude and appreciation.
It’s kindness and compassion.
As a child, I do believe I have obligations to fulfill no matter what.
In no way does my father expect such an obligation.
It’s what I believe as a daughter I should do.
I admit.
The obligation does put me to test at times.
But it’s short lived.
This is a call of duty that I like doing.
Its effects are self-healing.
With healing there is always comfort.
