My rocking chair wasn't stolen. It was smashed into kindling, had gasoline poured on it and was lit on fire, while on the porch. There it is, smoking rubble for today's trash removal.
There will not be another rocking chair. My parents were married 73 years, together 75. I will not celebrate a 50th wedding anniversary with my love. Heck if I fell in love today I may not even celebrate 25 years with someone.
Was your chair making popcorn too ???
I have a fire extinguisher !!
Oh, nevermind....maybe not....
I think as we get older, we realize that is isn't the amount of time spent....
K and I were together right around 13 years...
And we packed 50 years into them...
Originally Posted by LH
I just literally experienced it this weekend. I sat on a porch with a couple who have been married for 65 years. She has dementia and can't remember a lot, but he remembers everything. He was reminiscing about the old days and can remember me as a toddler. They lived a blessed life with 3 great kids and now several grandchildren. I think that is eveyone's Disney ending. I know it was mine and I felt my rocking chair was stolen. I realize now it's still their it's just empty and time will tell who sits in it with me in the end.
That must have been a beautiful moment....
Gives me inspiration...
It might only be for a few of my remaining years....
