I love the feeling of slipping into a clean, well-made bed at night.  I love multiple pillows, if only for decoration.  I love thick mattress pads.  I like duvet covers and soft blankets.

However spoiling it might seem, every child has a very comfortable bed, in my opinion.  Their sheets are soft.  They have thick duvet covers.  And, I typically make their beds every day.  I guess beds are just kind of my thing.  I think if you cuddle up safely and peacefully each night, it is a wonderful way to end a day. Sometimes it is hard to pry the kids out of bed for school in the morning.  But who likes to leave a warm cocoon?

So, it was an enormous compliment to me a few nights ago when Briggs turned to me and said, “Mom, I really like my bed. It feels good to get into it at night.”

It made me feel good, as if I had done something right.  As a mom, I grab on to hold the few acknowledgements I get!

While Tim and I recognize that the boys having their own rooms is a privilege, I have always wanted the space to be a private refuge for them.  A place where they can slip away, play, and relax.

As strange as it may seem, I imagined Briggs visiting home from college excited to sleep in his bed.

Home is where the heart is.

One Response to “bed”

  1. Susan Sedita-Parker Says:

    I remember coming home from college and couldn’t wait to crawl into my bed. The safe surroundings, the familiar smells. It just made me feel home. Your kids will do the same.

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