For 24 years of my life, either my mother or my aunt and uncle washed my dishes and did my laundry. They did not really complain but just accepted it. Why?
Now that I find myself, in a minuscule way, in that position, I am quizzled.
Though I am thankful, I ask Why did you do it? Love; Practicality; Duty; Submission?
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