I remember this bed.
Hell.. I miss that bed. It was so much nicer than the one I currently have.
Well… minus the comfort there is now.
I remember the bed that felt almost like a throne. It was fashionable. It was quirky. It was comfortable with a warm hug of softness to it.
This bed has it’s own set but simply just isn’t that same level of comfort. This one I can sometimes feel the springs. I’ve woken up several mornings to my back hurting for reasons unbeknownst sans for.. the bed.
I remember that bed.
I remember the stories that unfolded on it. Of the lovers. Of the tears. Of the fight to grow up and face the world yet another day. Of the soft embrace of that pillowtop mattress. Of the safe place I knew I could always go to.
“Dad, I need a new bed. The one I have is maddening.” I’d said in between that old bed on a different mattress before this one.
This bed came with it’s own doses of complications even before it arrived. This bed was the predicate to yet another life shed. It was a gift but it was far from that comfort I once had… once upon a different bed.
The old bed was a gift as well. Welcome to Claremont. Welcome to the next page. You’re going to be working harder than you ever have. Take this awesome bed.
This bed still had hard work attached to it. But the work was smarter as it was harder. The lessons I’d learn while in this bed would outweigh the other by a landslide… even if it sometimes felt like it had fallen from one before it arrived in my room.
I remember that bed.
I remember the many moves that it made after its first arrival. I remember the love and pain that went with it. I remember its departure… of the person who would later take it and tell me “your bed is wonderful” when I thought I didn’t need it anymore.
Maybe I really didn’t.
This bed isn’t as comfortable as that old one was. Its had its share of pain and stress and heart… and has the scars to prove it. But it’s amazing. And then some. This bed is wonderful even if it isn’t perfect. Perhaps it is for that very fact alone.
This bed is me.
Once upon… a better me. Every single day I get to wake up.