The Homemaker

Mary was a housewife – The word commonly used in many countries to describe a stay at home married woman. A 24 X 7 job. No holidays. No salary and most of the time no appreciation.

Strangely Mary didn’t seem to mind any of it.

There was never a day in summer or winter when Mary was ‘free’; she was always wrapped up in something. The multiple activities which made up her long day were varied in nature yet there was always some sort of routine; Mary went about executing this routine like a purposeful warrior. No day was alike for her. Despite being engulfed in constantly changing factors such as familial circumstances, moods of people around her, external influences, and her own human limitations; Mary rose each morning like the bright sun rises to shine above the darkness. She did not, for a moment let her energy or her effort submit to the cancer that was silently eating away at her. It was almost as though she and the disease she was suffering from, were daring each other to see who made it to the finish line first. The terminal illness must have realized that it was up against a tough opponent as Mary gave it a formidable fight as long as she could and lived on longer than modern medicine predicted she would!

mary doctor

Her warmth, welcome and wisdom; her large-hearted gestures and never say die attitude made her find a permanent place in the hearts of many. She had ardent fans across religion and socio-economic lines. From the milkman to the town celebrity whoever came to know her, adored her. There were of course as there always are, a handful of those who perhaps hoped that her resilience would give way soon. Fortunately they were far outnumbered by the ones who prayed for her miraculous recovery. The heartfelt wishes of those who cared, combined with her own strong will to live on for her family especially her children and grandchild helped Mary tighten her grip over life’s fleeting moments.

Mary wasn’t ready to give up on her home just yet. Note here the use of the word home. Yes, it was the welfare of her home, the continuity of its most perfect functioning and not  the longevity of her own life that consumed Mary’s thoughts.

Her home was her Kingdom. Her family her Crown.

mary crown

Mary had spent a lifetime to make her Kingdom shine and her Crown sparkle. Brick by brick, with tireless effort she had built a world: cementing it with selfless love since the moment she had become a bride, forty years ago.

It is perhaps not a choice of life that all women have the luxury of making; due to either their own circumstances or their own ability. It’s most certainly not an easy life and hence not everyone’s cup of tea! Those who do decide to don a hat of a housewife give all of themselves and more to their homes and the people in it. Their warm presence can be felt, in the cold bricks of their homes even long after they are gone. Mary was one of them. Yes Mary was a housewife – A true Homemaker.

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