Warning – I am rating this posting PG-13 \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
Last night I wrote this posting in my head while trying to fall asleep. My mind was drifting back to yesteryear. In order for my audience to understand my confession, a little background information is necessary.<\/p>\n
When Jim and I were dating we made a decision to commit to abstinence in our relationship. Over the years people have asked us how we managed that. It was not easy! We had to spend a lot of time with family and protect our dating circumstances with boundaries that were workable for us. After we got engaged, the pressure of our committment weighed so much heavier. Our reasons for this decision were simple – God required it of us. Sexual purity is not a command easy to obey in the flesh but we knew it was important and determined to honor it. Truthfully, during that time in Jim’s life I think his commitmment was much more for my sake. He knew what it meant to me and wanted to honor and respect me. It wasn’t until after a Promise Keeper’s convention after we were married that he had a long talk with me about really understanding the spiritual reasons involved and wishing that his life before Christ would have been different. Because I had been a christian for much longer, I knew how damaging it would be to me personally, emotionally, and spiritually if we didn’t keep our commitment to one another and to Christ. In those pre-marriage days, that was one of the most significant gifts of honor and respect that Jim gave to me. His commitment to me in this area was a huge factor in building a trusting relationship between us.<\/p>\n
So what is my point here? \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
When I was engaged I was working for Bank One. At that time I was an operational supervisor in their Call Center. One of my co-workers, Aurora was continually teasing me about what early married life would be like. She repeatedly told me that I would need a King size bed and that eventually I was going to be plenty excited for the rare nights when I got the bed to myself. I thought she was nuts. “Apparently she didn’t realize just how excited I was about sharing that bed. What kind of wife would ever want a bed to herself? I could probably handle a twin bed in fact if I was sharing it with my honey. Oh some people have it so hard…my poor friend wants her own bed. What a tragic state her marriage must be in” I thought.<\/p>\n
When you are not sharing a bed there are a few things you don’t know about one self. First, how much do you really move around at night? Does your spouse’s arm leaning over you make you feel claustrophic? Do you really hate the feeling of someone else’s toes on your feet? I didn’t know the answers to these questions then. I didn’t know the questions existed.<\/p>\n
So here I am 12 years later and I owe a big fat apology to Aurora. I couldn’t live without my King size bed! In fact, Jim and I both have determined that we really need a double King if such a thing exists :). He can’t believe that I need nearly half a football field to move around in at night and I can’t believe he insists on sleeping on MY side of the bed (which he will adamently deny but I swear I am going to use duck tape one night to prove my point \ud83d\ude42 )! <\/p>\n
Jim stayed up late with Tanner last night and I got to fall asleep right smack in the middle of our big King bed. When he came in he woke me up and I had to scoot over darn it. That is when I laid there thinking about Aurora. I guess she did know what she was talking about. I love my husband. I love sharing our bed, our kids, our life. But once in awhile, I do have to admit…I would love to roll over both directions and sprawl out anyway I like without running into someone else’s cold feet. Ah but such a small price to pay for all the other benefits;)…and I’ll just leave it at that.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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