I have slept alone since my DH died 6 years ago. I miss him, but it's lovely to have the bed to myself. No more snores to keep me awake, or fighting for the bedclothes, and no more freezing feet. No more waking when he made one of his numerous trips to the bathroom. I can go to bed and get up when I like, and read as long as I like. My worst experience was when he lashed out, in his sleep, and belted me in the mouth. Heaven knows what he was dreaming about because he usually lay like a log, but he split my tooth and it had to be removed.
I will never share my bed with anyone, ever again!
Hives , Can anyone explain the reason ?
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