The Second Room On The Right

I stop at the door to the second room on the right in the main hallway of the beautiful castle. What will I find in there? My hear beats just a little faster as the latch unclicks and I slowly push open the door.

Bright light streams through the floor to ceiling windows that line the exterior wall. There are cushions at all the windows for window seats, and soft billowy white curtains have stir with the breezes from the outside.

At one end of the room there is a sofa and two chairs grouped around a low table. Sitting in the chairs are my granddaughters, Jackie and Cassie. They are reading and waiting for me, for Nana.

At the other end of the room is a huge bed with luxurious silk coverings in deep purples and reds and yellows. Pillows are piled all over the bed and it makes me want to lie down on this luxuriant bed. My dogs Ernie and Ralphy are on the bed and as I look more closely I also see Spikey and Hannah who had gone across the Rainbow Bridge. How they could be here I don’t know, but I am so glad to see them.

But wait! On the wall opposite the windows is the largest library wall of books I have ever seen. The shelves run from the floor to the ceiling and cover the entire wall with books of all types. A large movable ladder on wheels is present to aid in retrieving the books.

This is a room built for my dreams. My beloved pets, my books, the two people I love most in the world. What more could I ask for in this magical room?

About mairedubhtx

I am a "youngish" grandmother of 15 year old twin granddaughter who has recently (is a year "recent"?) adopted Islam as my way of life, much to the consternation of my family. I love to read. I love to write. I am writing a book about my decision to revert, about my spiritual journey. I have another blog about stories from my youth, my parents, and grandparents. It's a blog so my OCD daughter will not be able to throw it out when I die. I suffer from depression and anxiety, for which I am treated, so my posts may be a bit dark at times. C'est la vie.
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