I have Mom's chair. It's in the corner in my bedroom. When you sit down in it, it creaks a little bit. When you rock, it squeaks a little bit. When you get out of it, it groans a little bit. It sounds just like it did when Mom used it. And sitting in it is kinda like getting a hug from Mom. When you need a hug from Mom, let me know. Her chair is waiting.
5 comments:
There you go you made Brenda cry.
fovingly
My work is done here.
micappe
it's pretty easy to make me cry!
the chair looks right at home there, lori. thanks for taking care of it.
fanted
hm. perhaps you've farted and are trying to fan the smell away?
It's a beautiful chair, and a lovely thought. I'm glad that chair has a good home.
Ellen
Yeah I'm really glad it's in it's right home too. It really is like a hug from grandma
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