There are things you never think about when you are a bachelor. There are even more things you do not think about when you are a widower. Being one had taught me a few things. One of them was that one never knows when previous experiences would help someone else deal with change. It was this mindset that brought my fiancée and I to the store for sheets and pillowcases for our new mattress. It was a little later than we would normally go shopping, but our lack of foresight as well as the emotional shock of seeing her marital bed taken out of her house she shared with her late husband for years made the trip necessary.
Still, I was not the one shopping. In my mind, it was her bed and thus her responsibility to choose the right sheets. We were deciding between a few sets before I looked at her with the puppy dog eyes. It wasn't like I was that vested in the decision. After all, I knew that I'd be paying for it and ultimately reaping the benefits as well. When she decided on three sets of sheets, I was happy. A quick swipe of my card led to us walking to the car and driving home.
That was until our stomachs started to growl. This time, we opted for a fast-food dinner. After slipping through the drive through, we drove home and had dinner at the table. During this time, we just shared small talk. It was after we threw away the wrappers that we went into the room, and I assisted my fiancée in making our bed for the first time. The first set we used was the powder blue one. As we looked at the sheets on the bed the way she liked it, we found a matching comforter to set on the bed. We then crawled on it before snuggling on the bed.
"This feels much better," she said.
I smiled.
"It does. It's only a few more days and we'll be married. What do you think about that?"
She returned a smile.
"It does feel like it's too far away. I wonder how June is doing with Mon."
It was then I heard the doorknob turn. My senses were heightened as I started to crawl off the bed and head towards the door. It opened right before I got there where I saw June. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw her walk in followed by Rob, Jim and Mon. Soon, my fiancée walked in behind me and saw her siblings.
