Airing my laundry

It seems odd to admit it, but the truth is that I really like to fold laundry.  It isn’t a burden, somehow; it’s more like a pause, a chance to reflect on the people whose clothes I am sorting and piling into neat little stacks.

I go into this in more detail in my latest Catholic San Francisco column: Laundry, treasured time and life.

If only I could develop a similar love for doing the dishes ….

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