I’m a firm believer that there are far more things that serve to unite us than keep us apart. Constants, I call them. Things like falling in love and falling out; we all do that. Or chasing a dream, no matter how big or small.
And then there’s the monster in the bedroom.
Most everyone has had to endure this at some point, either in their childhood or their children’s. I’m no different. My monster terrorized me when I was a kid, and now another is terrorizing my son.
My methods for dealing with this are maybe a tad unconventional and maybe a little wrong. That’s okay. Because to me, dealing with a monster in the house is a very serious thing with lasting implications. I would even go so far as to say it’s been a blessing. I have a lot to teach my son now.
To hear that unconventional method and why it’s a blessing, I’ll invite you to hop over to Katdish’s blog for the story. And I’ll also invite you to check your closets carefully tonight. You never know what might be lurking.