Friday, June 04, 2010
I Get Attached To Furniture
This armoire and I go way back. It was in my childhood home and has many memories attached to it. Why you may ask? Well, I’m not really sure but for some reason when I see it I think about evenings spent in the living room with my family, Christmas mornings crowded around the Christmas tree, and many other happy memories that were made in the home that this armoire once decorated. For some people it may be a smell or certain song that takes them back but for me this piece of furniture could write a book full of my childhood memories.
I visited my mom a few weeks ago and was shocked when I noticed it was missing. It’s been a few years since we lived in that very home and lots of things have changed. This armoire was one of the last pieces that brought me back to those happy years spent in my childhood home. My mom has a different relationship with knick knacks and had no idea how much the armoire it meant to me. I don’t know where it came from but all the sudden I was a little overtaken with emotion at the fact that the armoire was gone. My mom felt awful and jumped on the phone to call the consignment store that she sold it to. Thankfully they understood and agreed to have it delivered to my home. So, this piece of wood that may just be an armoire to some is now living in my home and continuing to remind me of my childhood and someone very special who is no longer with us.
Labels: home decor