Bedding + Storms
I hated storms when I was a kid. We lived in the country surrounded by acres of corn and soybeans and endless skies. When a storm rolled in, you could feel the thunder.
My parents would sit on our front porch, watching as first the lightning and then, the rain descended. “The rain is good,” my mom would say, a true farmer’s daughter. She’d motion for me to sit at her side, silently promising that we’d wait out the storm together.
“If you’re scared, just think ‘The rain is good and I’m safe and warm in my bed,’” she had told me. When a storm struck at night, I would sink low in bed, covering to just the tip of my nose, whispering, I’m safe and warm in my bed. I’m safe and warm in my bed.
I’m grown now and storms don’t scare me [as much]. But I still take to bed as a place of comfort, like a big old safety net. Had a bad day? Find where you left off in your book and snuggle up under the covers. No plans for a Saturday? Start out with coffee in bed and see what comes next.
My friends laugh when I say that bedtime is my favorite part of the day, but it’s 100% true [usually]. I love ending the day with Logan and Floyd, knowing that no matter where we went throughout the day, we’ve ended up back together, here, safe and warm in our bed.
P.S. Our bedding is from Ikea, which you can find here.
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