Wednesday, July 14, 2010

It Was A Dark And Stormy Night...

The house was quiet, my daughter was asleep, and my husband had taken our 3 boys on a camping trip.  Yes, he is a brave man to take the boy's camping by himself!  I was immersing myself in gratitude as I snuggled in bed with a good book.  A few chapters in, and I was in blissful sleep.

A hand suddenly grabbed my arm!  I opened my eyes to find the silhouette of a man standing over me!   Episodes of Dateline and 48 hours flashed through my mind of women waking to rapists and murderers.  I pulled up my legs while pulling my arm out of the stranger's grasp!  This woman was preparing for a fight because I was not going to be an episode of Dateline.  I heard a sound between a grunt and a whine come from deep within my chest.  I always assumed I would be a screamer but in a moment of terror I am not a screamer.  I am a grunter!

"It's me, it's me!"  I heard my husband chant.  I fell back against the pillow instantly exhausted by the short few seconds that I had just experienced.  It was 2:00 in the morning and my husband had packed up my boys and come home early to get out of an unexpected storm.  Seriously!  A phone call or a lot of noise alerting me to his presence would have been appreciated!  Advice to all men: don't ever grab your sleeping wife when you are not expected to come home!

This night of fright happened 3 months ago.  I haven't thought much about it until last night when again I found my bed empty because John was again camping.  I could not sleep!  For fear that John would scare me again or that this time it wouldn't be John, but the Dateline rapist.  This evening I am exhausted and I will gladly snuggle next to John as I fall asleep!

4 comments:

Kira said...

That is seriously terrifying. I wouldn't have been able to sleep either.

Mrs4444 said...

This really made me laugh. I would totally do the same thing. "Turns out, I'm a grunter." Hilarious.

BTW, I found you via one of your comments (in 2008) to The Jason Show, about good/evil and God. I liked it a lot.

P.S. You should link this post up at my blog tonight or tomorrow (Saturday Samplings, in which people link up their favorite posts.) Just sayin'...

Doreen McGettigan said...

Oh how horrifying! I almost shot my brother when he was 17 because he got stuck in a storm close to my house he broke in and scared me and my daughter so bad..God most have been with me because I couldn't get the gun out of the lock box!

Jason said...

Yikes! He's lucky he didn't get punched in the face or something!

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