Not all empty chairs
I saw an empty chair once
And realized too late
My father had been there all along.
I’m glad you found the comfort in his presence. I love this post. Perhaps it wasn’t too late after all.
Thank you Russ!!!
Beautiful, Colleen. ❤
Thank you Ann ❤
True story Paul. 🙂
oh, wow, beautiful –
Thank you Beth.
Thank you Priceless.
There was Marissa, there really was.
❤ What a wonderful post ❤
Thank you Paulette!
Sadly, that is a lesson that many of us learn too late. Me included. (After reading the other comments, perhaps I read this the wrong way, but this is how I understood it. Maybe the lesson here is different for all of us.)
I like that you got your own take on this MWIA. Different lessons for different experiences. ❤
Going deep on this one. Like the sketch..
Thank you Golden B. 🙂
To all the chairs in our lives Colleen.. I have one of those but in memory only and it is never unoccupied. Beautiful post.
I love that! It’s never unoccupied. Love that so much. What a great image, thought, emotion!!
Love this Colleen
Thank you Lynn 🙂
I have to just sit with this a bit and take it in, Colleen. You always move me towards thinking from a new direction. There are some powerful memories going on here, I think.
There are powerful memories, an actual event really.
But I’m glad, from reading the comments, that it evokes different thoughts for different people. 🙂
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