Bunkbeds
I don’t like bunk beds and dreaded summer camp as a child because I did not feel safe on the top and still don’t feel safe on the bottom. If I rolled over too far I would fall and crack my head (cabins usually had cement floors.) If I wound up on the bottom of a bunkbed I would lay awake in fear of a malfunction. I could be crushed. I would much rather put the mattress on the floor out of the way of traffic.
I think this is perfectly reasonable so why is it that most people do not question bunkbeds? Oh ye of little faith would be me of little faith. I don’t know who constructed the bunkbeds at camp or I might have feared less. My son-in-law put together bunkbeds for the grandchildren. The older always gets the top. I tuck them in on occasion and am confident that all will be well in slumber land.
I should be over these fears but there are new fears with covid. I fear the germs of other people. I have a celebration out of the area and will need to stay in a hotel suite this coming weekend. I will arm myself with the usual wipes I always bring to hotel spaces. I hope I can sleep in a strange bed. I have been sequestered along with all of you and am starting to feel that isolation is normal. I am using my phone a lot more but feel dull and unchallenged because I am not seeing my people.
There are degrees in reactions to covid but there are things in this world to fear. What are your fears? Are they fairly common fears or reactions to the hard times like, in my father’s case, when his brother’s stuck a water snake down his pants. When I brought home a pretend snake from Adventure Land at Disney, I had to give it away. He freaked out and not in a good way.
F.E.A.R – false evidence appearing real. I remember this from years past but what strategy is good if the thing you fear is real? Afterall, a bunkbed could malfunction. I could get covid. I could become infected from the party next weekend. Some real fears that have had consequences to people I love are; husband leaving, son dying, dealing with illness, job loss, church split, car accident, stroke on the mission field, ad infinitim. Real and scary are to be respected with a healthy dose of preparation. How are you staying prepared for your future? Are you double securing your bunkbeds?