a little more than three years ago when i moved back into this house after the flood i moved in a set of $25 mattresses that my mother bought at a yard sale. i've slept on them nearly every night and EVERY night that i slept on them i was reminded that they weren't MINE. they didn't feel like mine, they didn't sleep like mine, they weren't mine.
the first thing i wanted to do with a little money from my grandmother's estate was buy new mattresses. i did. my mother had to go shopping with me and daddy had to be here today as they were delivered but tonight i will sleep on MY OWN MATTRESSES!
nearly 3 1/2 years since the flood and things are still undone, in disrepair, unpainted, neglected and downright ignored but this one little thing is a BIG thing. i spend so much time bemoaning the fact that everything i own is a replacement for something i lost and while that is true and disconcerting i hope i will not feel that way when i lie down tonight. it's gonna get cold tonight and the dog and cats and i are gonna pile up in our new bed and start a new book.
grace and peace
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