My husband and I have been married for over 20 years. For all that time, we’ve shared a king-sized bed.
I’m someone who typically gets up at least during the aptly-named wee hours of the night. Frequently, when I climb back into bed, I encounter a knee, elbow and/or shoulder. My husband has, in that brief interval, shifted over toward my side of the bed.
For over 20 years, I have grumbled (mildly) about this apparent bed-hogging behavior. It’s a king-sized bed! Why does he need to take over even more space?
A few weeks ago, as a result of a conversation I don’t remember in detail, it dawned on me: that wasn’t what was happening.
When I get out of bed, and he half-rouses from sleep, he senses something missing. He’s been checking to see if I’m still there.
For over 20 years, he’s been reaching out for me.
I’ve stopped grumbling.