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I’m  not sentimental  about things or places. We had to move to many places, leave so many things behind when my husband was in a job that I stopped feeling any attachment with any place or thing,  but when  I saw my mother’s swing, after her demise, in my brother’s house, lying in a corner , all  alone, as if  waiting for  waiting for my mother’s touch not knowing she will never come back. With tears in my eyes I caressed it, I tried to comforted it assuming it’s listening to me. (I wanted to bring it back with me, I had gifted it to my mother, but couldn’t ask my brother to give it back to me). I felt my mother’s presence there. I was relieved. It was not lonely. It has lots of memories to live with.

Mother's swing

Mother’s swing

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I knew all along that life is about, love, compassion, compatibility and friendship, but now I have discovered that life is also about sharing thought, encouraging others and getting encouraged. So here I am with my blogs about life, friendship, love, and whatever life has taught me.

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  1. This is so touching…! Hope this is fiction.

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  2. There are certain things which stores memories with them.And then there are things🙂

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  3. It’s a lovely swing. Thanks for sharing your feelings and memories. Some items do have such sentimental value. x

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  4. Forgive my ignorance here, but if it was lying in a corner, unused, I don’t see why you couldn’t ask your brother if you could have it back to put it to use.
    Just a thought,
    Scott

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