Obligation that Heals

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.

 

 

 

 

Comments

 
No comments made yet. Be the first to submit a comment
Already Registered? Login Here
Guest
Saturday, 27 February 2021

Captcha Image

Writing For Life

We are a small, friendly community who value writing as a tool for developing a brighter understanding of the world and humanity. We share our passions and experiences with one another and with a public readership. ‘Guest’ comments are welcome. No login is required. In Social Media we are happy to include interesting articles by other writers on any of the themes below. Enjoy!


Latest Blogs

This is a wordcloud for my book Funny Thing Is: A Guide to Understanding Comedy.    “A perceptive dissection of the science and philosophy of comedy ...
Giving comes easy to some. It’s a natural extension of who they are and it seems to flow from inside of them, without any thought to the act of giving...
  Behind my home there is a young tree, a sapling I suppose, planted a few years ago to replace another that had died. It's a  maple I think and this...
      The past is not dead, it is living in us, and will be alive in the future which we are now helping to make. So said William Morris, textil...

Latest Comments

Monika Schott PhD To be the poet, and the poem
12 February 2021
I agree, Stephen. It's the simple things.
Stephen Evans To be the poet, and the poem
16 January 2021
"The joy in doing something worthwhile, to give without condition or expectation is a nourishment im...
Rosy Cole Advent and Destiny
13 December 2020
Female authors of that era, and way before that, were seldom taken seriously. At least Mary Webb kep...
Stephen Evans Advent and Destiny
07 December 2020
Very interesting. I don't know this author.
Stephen Evans Be It Ever So Far Away
21 November 2020
So apt, Ken!