Fun Monday - Precious Objects
Today's Fun Monday is all about Objects that have a special place in our heart. Next week, I'm tagging Willowtree to come up with a topic (because Marnie said he had a REAL good one). So - head over to his place Monday, February 26th. Have fun!
Here are all the participants for today: If I inadvertently left someone out - Please comment (or e-mail me) and I will get the link to your page up ASAP!!!
Amy - A Family Story
Beccy - Peppermint Tea
Bethany - Ice Cream Mama
Chris - Ms Cellania
Eric - The Electronic Firefly
Jenny - MamaDrama
Julie - Another Chance Ranch
Joy - This Lifes Rollercoaster
Lisa - The Food Snob
Little Miss Moi - Nezalezhnosti. Kyiv, Ukraine
Mark - Dirty Uncle Mark
Melissa - Waking Up
Min - MamaDrama
Nikki - Now What the Hell Do I Do?
Pamela - The Dust Will Wait
Robin - Pensieve
Sally - Sally Writes
Songbird - My Way
Susan - Are We There Yet?
Swampwitch - Anecdotes, Antidotes, and Anodes.
Tiggerlane - The Neophyte Blogger
Vicki - Catching Light
Willowtree - A Dingo's Got My Barbie
And Now - my topic: The Old Rocking Chair.
This rocking chair has been in my family for at least 50 years. It has rocked babies countless times. My mom was rocked in it. I was once lulled by its gentle creaking. My children have slept to its rhythm as I hummed a tune and rubbed their backs.
Life hasn't been easy for the chair. It's leather was once cracked and brittle. A wooden arm has split in age and one side likes to come away from the connection. Currently, a spring has escaped the fabric boundary underneath.
Once, after a repair job, it was returned without its familiar tune. I was relieved when the old "creak, creak" returned to its proper place.
I worry about the old chair and admonish my children when they sit in it. I tell them it is an old chair and needs to be respected. It's not for playing on. It's not to be used as a pirate ship or a jumping spot.
Then, I gently sit on the black leather and rub the arms. I close my eyes and listen to it's song and remember a time when I was little and was rocked to sleep with its rhythm. I am honored to be the one who owns the Old Rocking Chair. I will pass it on in my old age so that my grandchildren can be lulled to sleep by its gentle creaking.
How wonderful to have something with so much history tied to it.
Posted by: wolfbaby | February 20, 2007 at 08:00 AM
Oh what a great treasure! I hope you have photos of people in that chair. Those could be treasures on day as well.
Great topic for Fun Monday by the way.
Posted by: Julie | February 19, 2007 at 07:11 PM
Thanks everyone for playing along and for all the great comments!
Posted by: Karmyn R | February 19, 2007 at 03:01 PM
I did not play this Fun Monday, but I did visit most of the particpants. I am not sure what would have been my choice of my most precious item, but each blog that I visited reminded me that I too have something similar. I have a rocking chair that my husband bought before our second child, Luke was conceived. My husband and I had a deal that we would have another child if we bought a rocking chair. We raised the first baby without a rocking chair, and he never slept. My husband did find and buy a refinished antique rocker. However, the second child did not care much for rocking; he just went right to sleep. We still have the rocker 33 years later.
Thank you for the Fun Monday. I enjoyed visiting people's memories.
Posted by: mjd | February 19, 2007 at 01:57 PM
Each of my daughters has her own rocking chair, but none have the history of yours (maybe some day).
My grandparents used to have these metal bouncy lawn chairs that I used to love to sit and rock and bounce in, but I don't know where they are today (probably suffered from bouncitis and ended up where many old bouncy things go when they have lost their bounce and look tacky-- the dump). I loved the chairs though
Posted by: Bonnie B | February 19, 2007 at 12:38 PM
This is great! My sister actually showed me that you all were doing fun mondays so I started as well. I love reading all of your posts.. and this rocking chair is very cool as well as the memories that come with it.
Posted by: Joy | February 19, 2007 at 12:02 PM
Isn't is amazing how those sounds can take us back in time. So glad you have the chair and the memories.
Posted by: swampy | February 19, 2007 at 11:38 AM
Hmmmm. Before you know it, Karmnr, Buttercup will have her own blog and she'll be "tagging" you.
Posted by: Matt | February 19, 2007 at 11:31 AM
Wonderful, wonderful story. I am envious, I wish I had something with such wonderful family history, and I'm glad that someone like you who appreciates it,does.
Posted by: Lisa | February 19, 2007 at 11:05 AM
Lovely chair. And lovely story...
Sally
Posted by: Sally | February 19, 2007 at 10:54 AM
I love the history of your chair I can see it's a real treasure.
robin thanks for the correction link; karmyn I wonder if I gave the wrong link if I did my apologies.
Posted by: chrisb | February 19, 2007 at 10:16 AM
Great post.
Posted by: Vicki | February 19, 2007 at 08:40 AM
Hey Karmyn, here's the correct for Chris B....the one you have up right now is for Ben.
http://mscellania.blogspot.com/index.html
I think his has an "i" in the URL...
Posted by: Robin | February 19, 2007 at 08:09 AM
Oh, I love it. What a great post! I have a chair of my mom's which, while not exactly an heirloom, is exactly like a chair my grandma had. Complete with squeak. It reminds me of them both. I'm keeping it forever.
Posted by: Melissa | February 19, 2007 at 06:47 AM
Dear Karmyn. Sniff sniff. The poor old chair. I feel a bit sad for it, being old and creaky, not the young chair it once was. A bit like my nana.
Posted by: Little_Miss_Moi | February 19, 2007 at 06:31 AM
Great post!
Posted by: Songbird | February 19, 2007 at 06:19 AM
wow that brought back a memory for me too! I swear I had a very similiar rocking chair to feed my babies in!!
Posted by: DesLily | February 19, 2007 at 05:34 AM
What a great story...I would love something like this to pass down!
Posted by: Amy W | February 19, 2007 at 04:44 AM
Beautiful. (The rocking chair and the post.)
Posted by: Jenny | February 19, 2007 at 04:35 AM
Ooo, Karmyn, I can hear it! See it! And, aren't you so fortunate to be its recipient to pass it on to the next generation? It's arms are sooo inviting, it seems to BEG to be rocked.
Or maybe that's me with a nice caffeine jolt, trying to shoot up so I can write MY Monday post, lol. Check me out a bit later, I've got work to do :/.
Posted by: Robin | February 19, 2007 at 04:29 AM
What a wonderful heirloom. I have my Grandma's rocker too...it's not quite so lovely.
Posted by: min | February 19, 2007 at 04:22 AM
I think you should donate that chair to me!!
Posted by: Erik | February 19, 2007 at 03:38 AM
What a lovely choice, Mum has her Grannies rocking chair which she offered to me unfortunately my house is far too small to hold it.
Posted by: beccy | February 19, 2007 at 12:53 AM
That's great lookin' rocking chair and a great story to boot!
Posted by: mark | February 19, 2007 at 12:02 AM
It came to grandma in the early 1940's (used)...
so it is well over 65 years ....
Posted by: Pamela | February 18, 2007 at 11:24 PM