I’ve wanted this turquoise chair for years (if you’ve been reading my blog you’ve probably spotted a pattern here). I love its Mad Men feel and swanky shape. Mainly I love its history. Now, in a bittersweet turn of events, it’s sitting at my desk.
It belonged to my best friend’s dad, who is a retired dentist. He had it in his office in Grundy, Virginia, and no doubt checked many X-rays for cavities while sitting in it (perhaps even mine).
As is the way life goes, he’s downsizing now; his wife, my mom’s best friend & a second mom to me, having passed away a couple years ago. Decades’ worth of treasured belongings are now finding new homes.
Those belongings will take with them laughter, tears, memories and love.
I’ve helped my friends/second family go through some of these items and it’s not an easy task. Nor a short one. We’d find ourselves pausing to try on a hat, look at a photo album, remember a beach trip or laugh at a silly t-shirt. We ended up filling our cars with things we thought would go in the yard sale pile but in the end, no one could part with. I knew I would rather have this chair than anything custom-made I could ever dream up.
I hope these new homes know how special the things they will now house are. They’re not just yard sale finds. They’re a life-size scrapbook of a beautiful family.Print This Post