We had our first writing assignment in English and for the past two lessons we worked on a
Love Letter to something.
We were to make it fun and creative.
I'm not a writer but I enjoyed writing about one of my favorite things...
MY BED
Dear Bed,
“How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.”*…from
the top of your headboard way down to your footboard. Your
headboard has served us well over the years. I hope that you liked the facelift
we gave you a few years ago with that deep rich tan. You do look more dashing
than ever. Your cupboards and drawers have faithfully held our clothes and
books for many years. You have also reminded us when it is time to purge our
old clothes when you jam your drawers or start spitting out excess clothing
from the cupboards. However, I wish you would dust yourself, but because you
have been such a great provider, I will continue to dust you when the need
arises or at least when the Halloween “spider webs” are out of season.
I appreciate how
nonjudgmental you are. You don’t care when I come to bed with my hairy legs,
messy hair and no makeup on my face. You don’t care if my jammies are old, torn
or very unflattering. No matter how heavy I get, you never seem to groan under
my weight, for which I am grateful. I know you won’t go and gossip to your
friends on my unkempt and ever aging appearance.
When I am sick,
tired, or lazy, you have always been there for me. We have been through many happy,
excited and even long, lonely, and night-sweat nights together. You have
wrapped your Malden Mills Polar Fleece sheets around me when I needed it most.
Even when I toss and turn all night, you refuse to give up on me. You will
always accept me with open, cozy sheets. I love how you cuddle with me when my
alarm goes off but we need to set some better rules about snuggling past the
snooze button.
You have helped me
grieve by letting me cry into your mattress and our buddy, the pillow. We have
rejoiced together with our family, when we would all gather on you and have
bedtime stories or watch a movie together. We have also rejoiced over our
employment, when we have had advancements, awards, or pay increases; and just
plain old everyday accomplishments. You have comforted me when I’ve had
nightmares and let me relax during wonderful dreams.
There have been
times where you have helped me from overeating by letting me be too comfortable
to get up and eat a midnight snack. However; on those rare occasions, ok many
occasions, that I have brought food to bed with me, you didn’t complain, even
when I dropped crumbs all over you.
You are the first
thing I think of when bedtime rolls around (and even WAY before then). On those
occasions when I travel, I constantly think of you and how you must be missing
me, as I miss you. I can’t wait until I get back so you can hold me in your
memory foam mattress. Believe me, you are always on my mind.
So, after all
these years, I am forever grateful for your service and sacrifice on my behalf
and on behalf of my whole family, because we have all shared your comfort. I
hope to keep you around even as we both get old and ratty together.
Love your biggest fan,
Jody
*Reference:
How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43) Elizabeth Barrett Browning, 1806 - 1861