Full Circle

Many moons ago, I owned a lovely wooden daybed with a trundle underneath. I took this bed to college, to my first single apartment, and on and on. Then came marriage, and a small one-bedroom apartment. Sadly, my bed and I parted...but it was going to a good home, and was then the bed of my dear niece for many years.

Now she is married, and in her own small one-bedroom apartment. And she also has a twin bed (though a different one than that old daybed, may it rest in peace) that there is no room for in the small space she shares with her beloved. I know, newlyweds are a little disgusting, but there you are.

Sophia is getting to the age where we're going to need a real bed for her soon. The crib which has slept all my babies is getting older, and I am ready to ditch it. While Sophie is sleeping soundly behind bars, though, I'll let her be. But the sad day is coming, and so I took my niece's bed off her hands.

It's karma. Now my daughter has a bed for that inevitable day when the crib will be history. And I didn't have to buy it! Life is good.