Grandaddy's Rocking Chair

Grandaddy's little chair is so special to me. Worn in the scratches and dents are many years of family history, memories I will cherish forever. That little red chair has been handed down for 5 generations and now it is Raegan's turn. I am a sentimentalist and I can't imagine a gift that will be more treasured. This little chair was given to my Grandaddy by his Daddy and then used by my Daddy and then by myself and my brother and now Raegan. I have always expressed my love and admiration for the chair so my Grandaddy told me I could have it for my children one day. Well Raegan was born and he said one day it would belong to her. Nothing was ever spoken about it much afterwards and I didn't insist thinking that when the time was right he would let us know. Today he just out of the blue asked why I hadn't taken it home for Raegan and I said that I didn't know except that I really didn't know I could. He said take it today if you want. After much debate and deliberation I decided for the time being I would just leave it. I wanted them to experience all over again one last time what it was like to see one of their own enjoy it so much. They are in their seventies now and I don't know if they will live to see another generation enjoy it. We visit them weekly and it makes their day to see Raegan enjoying their home as we did and as my father did. The chair is materialistic in the eyes of most but to me it is really more than that. It is a symbol of humble upbringings, loving relationships, heartfelt kindness, and beautiful memories. I am so thankful that my little girl will get to experience all of these things. Who would have known that one little, red chair and all of the stories it entails would influence the lives of so many people.