Mom’s Table

 Mom’s Table 

 

My mom was a person who did not really want a lot or need a lot to be happy. In fact, the older she got the harder it was to find her a gift. Years ago, while she was living in Aiken still, we thought of getting an end table to go by her chair. The one she had was overflowing with stuff and we thought it might help her to keep things a little better organized. 

The long and short of it is this, she loved the table, but soon it was filled with anything and everything she wanted right at her fingertips. So, we created a larger space for her to collect and pile things. 

When mom passed away one of the hardest things I had to do is go through her personal things. I am so thankful for Tammy, Phil, Amber, and Bethany who went through all her stuff and organized it and put aside things that they thought I would like. 

I was not prepared for how hard it would be to go to her little house and do that. What made it worse is her little house had been damaged by tornado while she was in assisted living at the end of her life. So, the floors consisted of the beams and a dirt floor. After a little bit of time, I told my precious wife that I could not go back in the house. Stephanie picked out things for me to have, things that would help me to remember mom. 

One of those things is her little end table that we had given her years ago. Stephanie did a little work on it, and it is not beside my chair. It is one of my favorite spots in our home. I sit there and think, pray, enjoy watching the birds on the feeders right outside the window. 

Now I have something to remember mom, that I can touch. I will sometimes put my hand on the table and just smile, sometimes I laugh aloud. This must be the neatest this table has been in a long time. I sure miss you mom and I am so thankful for insignificant things like an end table that can bring a smile to my face, or even a laugh and make me feel closer to you.