My Rocking Chair

Daily Prompt: First Sight
Whether a person, pet, an object, or a place, write about something or someone you connected with from the first second.

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The real one resembles it, but it has cushion seat.

My husband R and I were going into a shop, when my eyes alighted on a shop’s window display. It held a rocking chair.

I clutched at R’s hand to draw his attention.
“Please can we go there?” I pointed at the other shop.

I was in luck. He was in a good mood that day. Things decided at the last minute always irked him. It would turn him from a smiling guy into a grumpy one.

I towed him into the adjacent shop. It was a made to order furniture shop. The shop attendant brought the rocking chair from the display, and put it in front of me.

I looked at it, and then at R, “I want this.”
R took out his wallet to pay for it.

I felt like I was on top of the world. I still love my rocking chair to this day, though it lies across the ocean.

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My Rocking Chair

8 thoughts on “My Rocking Chair”

  1. I don’t have a rocking chair. This makes me wish I did.

    The video reminds me that someone is following me. That, or we all have the same story to tell. I fell in love with my Second Grade teacher. Then, her husband/fiance showed up one day. It was a tragic day for me.

    Still is.

    đŸ™‚

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  2. When I am relaxing, I love sitting on rocking chair. It is very comfortable. Of course, the rocking should not be too quick. Slowly but very comfortable. Especially for the elderly. Movements should be slow and gentle. This chair is really valuable for me and the family.

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