A Chair,
By Shannon | July 16, 2008
That’s all it is.
Hub found a cell phones for soldiers flyer and was emptying info off my old phone. This picture was on it. It was just a picture until I looked at the date. 7/31/06. This was the day we moved all of Grams stuff into storage after she died.
Why I took the picture with my cell phone, I don’t know. But I also don’t know why I still have her phone number on my cell phone either.
At the end of the month will be the anniversary of her death- a span of time that includes our wedding anniversary, and when my SIL lost her baby- so I just like to coast through it. Ignore it if I can.
But I can’t. There are reminders everywhere. When the kids ask a random question about her, or when they do something that she would love. I feel her with me, I know she’s looking out for me.
The chair? It’s her chair. It’s where she would sit to watch Regis, it’s where she would watch the baseball game, any baseball game. Where she would eat Cheeze Its and Coke. Where she could answer the phone with an excited “I was just thinking of you!” Where she read her mail, made her lists, and took her naps.
I miss her. I miss talking to her, calling her, surprising her with my visits. It seems I can go on just fine, until, I can’t. And the can’t times, they sneak up on me and always in July…
It’s just a chair, her chair.
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