Monday, January 16, 2012

An Apology to My Countertops



To my dearest Kitchen Countertops,


I am sorry.


You, my dears, were created for a higher purpose. Built upon sturdy columns of wood, you stand ready to endure the force of my knife as a chop down the round bulbs of onion and garlic, the sturdy lengths of carrots and celery, the coarse sweetness of ginger. Your ruggedness was meant to endure the pounding of pots and pans, laden mixing bowls, sauced ladles, and battered spatulas.


But unused you set, as I hasten past you, delivering dictation for spelling class or toting clean laundry from the dryer to the living room. You lower yourself to uphold misplaced math books and displaced legos, pastel pink and purple hairbrushes and bottles of ibuprofen. You do your duty quietly, and without complaint.


Yet, I know you aspire to more. You desire to be used for what you were created. You long to feel the heat of a simmering soup, the cold of rare meat, the lightness of fresh cilantro.


You want to cook.


Frankly, so do I.


And I will…eventually. One day I will cook more than a bowl of oatmeal, boil water for more than a cup of tea, slice more than a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. One day I will cook again.


But not today.


Sincerest Apologies,


Me

5 comments:

  1. Maile,

    This sincere appology brought tears to my eyes. The sacrifices we make as moms. Even while the sacrifice is SO worth it, we almost lose ourselves in motherhood. I can relate to ya here and while I don't want to rush my kids out, I so long to find me again! Maybe by then my sunshine yellow countertops will be replaced with granite, that'll make it worth the wait......somewhat!

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    1. Jess, if I had granite countertops at this point in time, this truly would be a tragedy! Like you said, the sacrifice is worth it, but I'm realizing that I need to make more time for the things I love; all of us moms do! So tomorrow I'm committing to making something that takes longer than a minute and a half in the microwave, mark my words! Thanks for your sympathetic words, Jess--I love you, girl!

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  2. Dear Lady Who Used To Use Me :: Thank you for your kind apology. I admit, it's been hard seeing you run by me, ignoring my beauty and many possibilities. I DO yearn to cook, for I was made for more than sandwiches, tea and math books. But, I still love you and your family. Just know that I have so much creativity and I can't wait to share it with you. So I will wait. Patiently on some days. Antsy on others. But I will always be yours.

    Waiting in your Kitchen,
    Your Countertops

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    1. Thank you, Michelle. You brought a big smile to my face on a cold and dreary morning, and that is no small feat. I really appreciate that.

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