Today as I walked out to get the mail from the mailbox, I felt like I was at Death Valley -- not because of the heat, but because of the absence of people. No kids were out playing and the only sound to be heard were the birds. It's kind of sad to see kids hurried off to day camps and return exhausted at around five o'clock in the afternoon. The question becomes, "Where have all the mothers gone?"
In order to have an orderly, peaceful, loving home we must be there - at least some of the time. I believe that the mother really sets the tone for the household, and if the house had a soul --- it would definitely be the mother. That might sound kind of odd, but the point is that our husbands and children (our homes) need us!