There's noting like a couple of days in bed to teach gratitude for the ability to lift, bend, and twist.
Remember this?
(I know it has a different title, but I will always remember it as the "lift, bend, twist" talk).
My favorite part of laundry is hanging up the clean mens' dress shirts. When I was a girl, I remember hanging my dad's shirts on a doorknob to help my mom. She taught me to do it quickly and carefully, so they would not wrinkle. I remember feeling happy that I was contributing. I still hang up shirts, though more frequently now. I still love it.
