Sisters, bunk beds, shared rooms, none of these were apart of my life growing up. Since I grew up with a brother that is five years older then I, I always had my own bedroom. At all times, I’ve been aware of what I missed out on not growing up with a sister. Yet I never knew until recently what I missed out on never having a bunk bed.
We have nine grandchildren and so we needed bunk beds to house them, when they come to visit. So I made my office in the girls room, while I’m reading and doing research I lay on the bottom bunk. My head propped up and my knees bent, I love it, it’s like my own little hideout. It also makes me feel close to my granddaughters. While sitting there the other day I started thinking; oh the things I would have done to that space when I was a child. Wondering what it may have been like to have sisters, bunk beds, and a shared room.
I know for those of you that had sisters, bunk beds, and a shared room, it may not have seemed so wonderful. Yet I wish I would have had the chance to know first hand. My husband is one of five boys and always shared a room. He actually believes that it is a blessing, and it’s a disservice to the children when parents believe each child needs their own room.
Especially now in my later years, I would love to have a sister to share and do things with. I use to think it would have been fun for our kids to grow up together, maybe share clothes, go on vacation together etc.
Now I think we could have coffee, share grandchildren stories, have so much fun and laughs remembering our childhood stories that mom never knew about. Sharing the responsibility of a aging parent, and having someone to communicate with on a female level.
So very grateful for my friends who are like sisters, my sisters in Christ.
Do you ever wonder why God created your family as He did, and why your life has played out the way it did so far? What He has for us to learn in all this? Etc.
To know Him is to know He has a plan for our lives, and He will carry it out. Even in the times that we can’t see it, and wonder if He forgot about us. At the times when we wonder why we don’t have sisters, bunk beds, or a shared room. He is at work. I have many times in my life like that. That, was when I really grew!
Some of the best thoughts and inspiration come when I’m just hanging out on the bunk bed. Try it sometime. While you were in your little hideout, what has God shown you? Are you trusting Him for the plan, even if you have no idea what it is? Did God bless you with a sister? Did you share a room?
Pondering thoughts while I sit on the bunk bed.