This is where we talk about what it means to care for our homes and ourselves and any other humans (and/or animals) lucky enough to share those spaces with us.
What does it mean when we talk about tending the home fires? When my older son was 5, he got sick while at school. The office called our house (at the time very few people had cell phones, so the school called our landline and luckily, I was home) and I went and picked him up, brought him home, babied him for a few days then sent him back to school.
No one but me had to reorganize their schedule. At the time, my son had a mom, a dad, a stepmom and a stepdad. So out of four adults, only one person had to reorganize their schedule, and that was for a kid to be out of school for three days. That’s because I was, and still am, the primary parent.