Comfort Corners not just for Kids


Ever since I could remember, I have wanted a corner of my own, to sit and meditate on my Creator, and I finally have one! It also doubles as a Comfort Corner for me!! It is situated on my third floor and is between a window and my Mom’s bed just that small little space on the floor. Actually it triples as my Safe Space too!!!

My Comfort Corner (what I will refer to it from here on) is quite narrow and small, has sheets and a plush comforter and many pillows. It sort of reminds me of a mother’s womb, because I usally am almost in a fetal position, leaving enough room at the end for The Bustey! I guess that’s why I feel so comforted when I’m in this corner, and I guess it’s not coincidental that it’s in my Mom’s room.

I like to take a nap there before work, and during the day when I need to get away (from what I’m not sure), or at night when I feel sad (and who doesn’t ever have those feelings), that’s the spot I can be found in. In fact when I’m in my office nearby, that’s the spot The Bustey chooses to nap in and my Mom will sit and read, color, or do her puzzles on her almost 40 year old mustard colored re-upholstered chair.

I hope everyone of you will have a permanent Comfort Corner! After all these years, I’ve graduated from throwing a sheet down and then having to pick it up each time; and not that there’s anything wrong with that. In fact, I’ve thrown a sheet on many a narrow space on the floor of the places I’ve called home over the years. If you do also have a designated space, wherever you are lucky to call home, and wouldn’t mind sharing it with us, please use the Comments section below to do so.

It was in my Comfort Corner that I spent about two weeks last year while dealing with the most excruciating pain I’ve ever had, pain from an abscessed tooth. There was the pain from the swelling, the ED visits for drainage, the ultimate extraction, and the recovery. Somehow, I felt comforted on the floor in that small space as I went through that ordeal.

This past year, I also encountered a sprained ankle (running after an escaped Bustey), as well as had a few other challenges that have caused me to appreciate even more my Comfort Corner.

It was during these times when I laid on the floor, as described above, that somehow my present and future have become clearer to me. Perhaps, pain and the consequences to my everyday goings and comings have humbled me and forced me to re-examine my life and the things I have control of and those that I don’t. Anyway, let’s just say that without those humbling experiences, I don’t think I would be in this place of strength and conviction over my present and future.

However, please let me remind you that I am a pioneer and living a lifewithoutmentors. So, I discover and learn in private mostly without discussion with others. Do I recommend this for others, absolutely not. Hence, I write this Blog where I hope to impart to mentees and mentors their need for each other. And this is where I would love to hear from some of you who have had mentors, to applaud your journey and success with your Guide.

Published by yasmin@lifewithoutmentors

I have been a health care professional for decades and worked in hospitals all over the United States. Originally from the Caribbean. I have noticed over the years that I really enjoy creating beautiful experiences for others through oral and written feedback as well as creating events to celebrate milestones in life, as an Event Planner.

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