My Own Bed

I get to sleep in my own bed tonight. MY OWN BED! Why is that so important to me? I know people who can sleep anywhere, but my own bed has always been important to me. I haven’t slept in my own bed since May 30^th. That’s twelve nights away from my bed. Not only twelve nights, but also seven different beds in seven different hotels AND the last five nights have been on an Instabed!

When I was little, I slept with more stuffed animals than could actually fit in my bed with me. I would go to sleep with animals stacked around me and wake up with them all over the floor. Whenever we traveled, I always took my stuffed friends with me.

When Kevin and I moved to Hickory, I had to leave my bed behind. Kevin had a waterbed, and I had to adjust to it. It was not easy, but once I got used to it, it became my bed. I slept on that waterbed for years, even through my pregnancy with Molly. Finally, on our tenth anniversary, I asked for a regular mattress. I was a good bed, but not great. Years later, we got our IComfort mattress and my own bed took on a whole new meaning.

I love my IComfort mattress with my whole being. It is the most comfortable mattress I have ever slept on. I am a walking commercial for IComfort mattresses. I will never own another kind of mattress. I will mourn this mattress when it wears out. That is why I missed my own bed so very much.

Our moving van arrived today and the first thing I looked for was my mattress. I enjoyed putting on the new bedding I bought for it in Indy. My old friend is here at my new house-all is right with the world.

It’s the simple things that make us truly happy. For me, tonight, it is my bed.

Safe travels,

Lori