That day, I was standing in front of the kitchen with ** in my hand, but my eyes were unconsciously staring at the dry earth outside the window. **On the other end, it was my husband's voice, revealing a hint of exhaustion: "Xiaofang, the work here is working overtime again, and I may not be able to go back this month." My heart sank, for the third month in a row he hadn't been home.
I clenched my ** and tried to make my voice sound stronger: "It's okay, your work is important, and I can handle the affairs at home." After hanging up, I leaned against the cold wall, but my heart was mixed. The dishes in the kitchen are still grunting in the pot, the children's laughter comes from the living room, all of this is the result of my husband and I working together, but why, I always feel that something is missing?
At night, after putting the children to sleep, I sat alone on the sofa in the living room, holding the bills, electricity, water, and children's school fees in my hands. Every expense is like a mountain, and I can't breathe. I know that it is not easy for my husband to be outside, and every penny is hard-earned, but in the dead of night, I can't help but think, how long will this life last?
At that moment, I really wanted to give up, I felt so tired and powerless. But when I saw the little note that the kids had left for me at the dinner table, it crookedly said, "Mommy, you're the best!" "My heart warmed up suddenly. Yes, for the sake of this family, for the sake of the children, I can't give up.
The next morning, I said to myself in the mirror, "No matter how difficult it is, I will persevere, for our home, for our future." "This is our life, although there are hardships and tiredness, but as long as we think in one place and work hard in one place, one day, we will create the good life of our dreams together.
As the morning light shines through the curtains, a new day begins. I put on simple clothes and prepared everything the kids needed for breakfast and school. At the breakfast table, children's laughter and childish words filled the room, allowing those worries and worries to be put aside for a while. I sent them to school, returned to this home full of traces of life, and began the day's housework.
The afternoon sun shone on the clean floor, and I sat by the window, holding the letter from my husband in my hand. In the letter, he mentioned the hardships of being away, as well as his longing for home and his vision for the future. I know that while distance keeps us apart for a while, this emotion and shared purpose binds us more firmly.
I decided to write a letter back to my husband and tell him about the little things at home, as well as my anticipation and courage for the future. I wrote, "Although you are not around, I can feel the strength and support you give. Our lives are ordinary, but full of love. Please believe that no matter how big the difficulties are, we will face them together and overcome them together. ”
In the afternoon, I took the children to the fields and watched them run in the sun, and my heart was filled with gratitude. At this moment, I realized that the meaning of life is not only in material abundance, but also in this simple and pure happiness.
When night falls, the home is once again filled with warmth. After my children fell asleep, I sat quietly in front of the window, looking at the starry sky, and my heart was full of anticipation and longing for the future. I believe that as long as we stick to our dreams and overcome every difficulty with love and courage, then a better life will eventually come.
This is our story, an ordinary but powerful family that faces life's challenges together and keeps moving forward towards a better future.