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 30th. 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.