Sleeping Alone

I slept in my parents bed until I was 6, a lot of the time my dad was gone so it was just my mom and me, some times she was gone too and I would sleep with my grand parents (they had seperate beds). As I grew up I didn't think it was unusual and never gave it much thought, always suprised anytime people would freak out when I mentioned it. I never understood the taboo against it. I like sleeping with someone, I hate sleeping alone. My dogs are pretty satisfactory substitutes (and I have little cumpunction about distrubing them if I can't get comfortable), but I really got to enjoy sleeping with my hand draped accross a woman's hip and miss that.