I did a thing today. It wasn’t a biggie … well, maybe it was. For me. I have mixed feelings about it. I decided to post my mother’s power lift chair on Nextdoor’s website this morning to sell … and within a couple of hours, it sold.
That was Mama’s chair.
We kept her chair always covered up to prevent spills from food or drinks. It still looked new. It’s where Mama sat all day, getting up to use the restroom and back. This chair was perfect for her, comfortable in every way. She had a hand-held mirror and combed her hair everyday and put lipstick on while sitting in that chair. She’d tell stories, greeted family members and guests, and the many medical personnel who tended to her while she sat in that chair. Sometimes for hours, she’d scrolled on her phone to watch her favorite cooking videos or the cute animal videos in that chair.
She laughed in that chair.
She watched her TV shows, ate her meals, and enjoyed her cafesito sitting there.
She cried in that chair.
That chair was her dining room, her office … and even her bed.
I would have held onto her chair for the memories … but I feared I would have become a hoarder instead. I knew I had to let go, praying and believing there was someone else out there who may benefit using this chair, and gain some comfort and support.
I still see Mama on that chair.
Reflections From the Heart 