The Pleasures Of Being A Homebody
In a culture where men are known to be the ones who earned the living for the family, the opposite would seem to be going completely against the grain of tradition. Well, I guess, not anymore. I think the idea of both man and woman, or in some cases, the woman alone, in a family working to earn the living is already widely accepted. In my case, my wife’s the one who goes to work everyday and I’m the one left at home to care for our daughter and do the household chores. Wait! Before you ‘defenders of the masculine pride’ react, just continue reading this post first.
First and foremost, let me tell you that this set up in my family is completely okay with me. I am a Kidney failure patient undergoing Dialysis treatment, and although I still have the means to seek employment, the fact still remains that I am at a disadvantage due to my current medical condition. So to make a long story short, my wife goes to work and I’m left at home. This does not bothers me at all. In a clan where the men in the family do the cooking, I was introduced to the pleasures of household chores at an early age in life. I’ve been already washing the dishes and accompanying household members to our local market while I was still in grade school. I also learned to cook at a young age, though not surprising because the love for cooking runs in the family.
I guess these experiences and my early awareness to the importance of learning to do household chores made thetransition from a working dad to a homebody smooth. It seems that nothing really change and I still feel that I’m just having an indefinite vacation from work. I go to the market on mornings to shop for things to have for lunch. I see a lot of my daughter and has the simple pleasures of taking care of her everyday needs. I cook for my family, which I have already been doing even when I was still working. The only difference is that I do this now full time compared to the weekends when I still had a job.
I know some people might still think this kind of arrangement still going against the grains of tradition. Well, I really can’t blame them, though I really don’t care either. Just as long as I’m happy doing the things I love doing, my life as a homebody would continue.
Image credits (Mario Batali): Sports Illustrated
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