Every thing will make sense someday

Today was one of those days where everything felt a little off. I woke up and it was a usual morning of starting my weekend house chores. But as the day went on I felt the anger and resentment of why am I the only one working hard? I had to remind myself to take a step back and realize that one day I wont have those little clothes to wash or the small feet prints across the floor to clean. I wont have a little voice yelling for help down the hallway. I wont hear the laughter from my kids as they play outside, or be able to comfort a child because they fell off a bike and got a scratch. The anger that I felt went away and I just smiled to myself because the years feel long but the days are short that my children will be this small and then I will really miss these days.