When Carl and I got married, part of his dowry was his pillow. He Loves his pillow. To get an idea of what this 30 year old pillow looks like, go to your linen closet and get out a pillow case. Lay it down and then fold it over once. There you have it! There is not much to it.
I have been sick- lots of congestion and coughing- for a good 2 weeks now. I have been sleeping more propped up than usual on several pillows. Even though I have been sick, I have slept very well.
My friend Alyssa helped me change my sheets on Feb 13th just before I got really sick. She stacked up on my pillows on my side and Carl's pillow on his side.
Last Thursday I rolled over on Carl's side of the bed to set the alarm and realized that his pillow was not HIS pillow. I checked out my stack of pillows and realized that I had Carl's beloved pillow in my stack. I was stunned.
I confessed to Carl that I had been sleeping on his pillow. He calmly said that he knew. I was stunned again. He said that I had been sleeping so well and he didn't want to disturb that.
Wow! I was overwhelmed. I fell in love again with Carl and his selflessness and his pillow.