This Old Thing

My Mom's chair.  i call it that because it was the chair that she would always sit in the living room in this chair and talk on the phone.  It has lots of nicks in it along the arms and the ladder back.  The seat is well worn and the upholstery is faded.  But, for a "formal" chair, it is still fairly comfortable and i love that i have it.

Originally, it belonged to my Great Aunt Sara, which is whom we got it from.  It sat in the front hall of the family home in Wingate, NC.  After Sara's death, and the household was divided up among the family, this chair came to live in our home in our living room.  And that, as said before, is where my memories of this chair come alive.  With the invention of the cordless phone, Mom no longer had to sit in the kitchen or the bedroom to talk on the phone.  And, she did love to talk on the phone...a gene i did not entirely inherit.  She would take the phone into the living room and sit in this chair and talk...sometimes for hours.  It makes me remember that she talked to Grandmother every day, which is kind of amazing as so few of us talk to anyone on the phone every day anymore.  Towards the end of her life, with all of the chemo and medications that wore her body out, sometimes Mom would fall asleep while talking on the phone in the living room.  Most of the people she talked to understood this and would simply hang up when they realized she had fallen asleep in the chair with the phone in her hand.  And one of us would just go in and check on her, asleep in this chair.

i have had this chair for about 12 years now.  Sometimes it sits in my living room. Sometimes at my desk.  Wherever it is, i do love sitting in it.  It brings back so many good memories for me.  i cherish it.