Safe
Where did you feel safest this year? Describe the person, place or thing that made you feel safe in 2011.I risk sounding childish admitting that I felt safest in bed, at my mother’s house in America last summer.
I
love everything about her old Victorian home and have fond memories of
living there. The creaky pine floors, stained glass windows, and marble
fireplaces create an old world charm. Even though it needs constant
repairs, there’s something solid about the house. It continues to
withstand age. It has outlasted my favorite Oak tree, which was struck
by lightening and succumbed to disease a few years ago. Being home-away-from-home for a month’s respite was wonderful, and I specifically felt safe in bed. To me, there is no better place! In my Irish home, I have a good mattress, fluffy pillows, 100% cotton sheets, a goose-down duvet (despite my allergies), and a gorgeous handmade , colorful Indian quilt, which I splurged on at Pottery Barn (though it isn’t the one pictured). My mom, however, isn’t into such extravagance.
What, then, was so special about the bed at her house, you ask?
I slept in the room beside her, while we wandered through dreamscapes alone, but still together...
I was safe.
* Today's prompt was taken from Meredith's Daily Angst. She and Sarah Rosemary are a fantastic Reverb11 duo!
