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Floyd Sullivan's avatar

This one hit home! I don't have a chair, but I have a corner of our couch that serves the same purpose. I feel positively uncomfortable as soon as I see someone else grab my spot. No other place on the couch will do!

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12 min ago

Just beautiful, David. My Dad had a chair like that in my childhood home where his memories resided, in every furnishing that's 30, 40, 60 years old. Outside, was the bed of my Mom's rose garden, replanted with other flowers now, yet still containing for him until his last day, those pink and red and coral buds and blossoms, long after they've fallen to dust, no more dead to him than the hands that tended them, the drops of blood they sometimes drew.

Dad would sit in that old beat up recliner and watch his favorite sports, while around him were the artifacts of love never lost, triumphs and defeats, as well as the living laughter of what little family remained and the friends he held dear. Burying my Dad was tough, his leaving us not long after his 101st birthday, but watching that chair being taken from his home for charity brought tears anew.

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