It took some time for me to appreciate some of the simple lessons I was taught as a child. For instance tie your shoes so you don’t trip and fall. How about stop running before you fall (with your shoes untied). But this one made absolutely no sense to me, make up your bed when you get out of it.
Who cares right? I am only going to get in it later and do the same thing. So what if there’s a wrinkle or two in the covers. After all they add character even form a picture at times.
Then I got married to someone who thought like my mother when it comes to making up the bed. Sometimes you just can’t win. But now I wouldn’t have it any other way.
There is a peaceful presence when you walk into your room and the bed is made up. No wrinkles in the sheets. Nothing hiding in there from the night before. Just an inviting quilt that says, it’s been a long day, and I’m ready for you.
Maybe that’s the message mom was trying to get across all along. Well at least I got it and did everything possible to pass it on to my kids.
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Nice Blog Rev.
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