Please, don’t rob me of my opportunity

This morning, while standing on the porch, I was asked by the incredible women of the home I am staying, if I had any dirty laundry. 

They were offering to wash them for me. 

But since I’ve been here, I’ve seen them wash clothes. 

Everyday. 

By hand. 

I wasn’t interested in giving them any more work to do. 

“I’ve packed plenty of clothes, no worries, but thank you.” 

Of course they insisted. 

And I had to gracefully and humbly insist back.

“Oh thank you, but I don’t want to give you any more work to do.” 

I thought I was doing the honest and right thing. 

But by their expression it felt like it saddened them.

As if I was taking an opportunity away from them. 

An opportunity to be as generous and hospitable as they’ve been since the day I met them.

Yet, as one continues to live, there are always new opportunities to be kind. 

But that doesn’t seem to be sufficient enough.

Not for this group of women. 

They rather seize this opportunity. 

And this opportunity too. 

In case the next opportunity isn’t promised. 

And although I don’t speak Twi, and they don’t speak much English..

We still speak the same language. 

Generosity. 

I hope you don’t let anyone rob you of your opportunity. 

And I hope the anyone isn't you.