To my Mattress
By Tarek Khaled, Contributing Writer
New York, USA − I love you… You are always there for me, waiting patiently and calmly just the way I left you, waiting to comfort me.
You are always there to bare the extra load and the abuse you get whenever someone comes over. You are an icon of understanding, patience, unconditional giving, and generosity. You are my own personal mother Theresa.
There are so many days when I just cannot get myself to leave you; I wake up in the morning, and I think of reasons not to leave you… Now that is love.
I cannot even recall how many times I came home wasted. I could not even hold up my head, but you were there to break my fall…
Your soft pillow top wraps my sides with such a warm embrace like a mother holding her child and saying it will be ok.
Last night, I started my long drive back from North Carolina − that is an eight-hour drive, but I made it in six. Do you know why? I made it in six because I was driving to you, my love.
I did not even unpack my clothes, and I am normally a neat freak. I did not care about that when I saw you. I took my clothes off and threw them to the ground and jumped into your arms. The whole time while I was driving, I was thinking of that moment, and it was as good as I thought it would be; I do not even remember falling asleep. It felt like there was a secret switch on me, in some place that only you know how to flip − you flipped it to “off”.
I know I do not take care of you as well as I should. I know you feel like a housewife with no life, sitting around waiting for her husband to come home to please him. I promise you those days are over… I logged on to a website that has information on how to preserve your mattress and keep it in good shape… It says one should flip and rotate the mattress ever month and expose it to sunlight… I promise to start doing those things.
They say how a man treats his car says a lot about how he treats his girl…. I used to believe that − and I still do − but I am going to add another line to that saying. It should go like this: How a man treats his car says a lot about how he treats his girl, and how a man treats his mattress says a lot about how he treats his wife of so many years.