Introducing Mornings in My Mourning Chair

I Wish I Did Not Need My Mourning Chair

I wish I had not found this chair. While it is quite comfortable, it is not particularly stylish, nor does it match our tan, gray, and duck egg blue color scheme. It is too large for our living room, and we had to remove one of our matching chairs to fit it in the corner.

I found this chair while looking for clothes to wear to our son’s first of two memorial services. At 34 years old, he died on March 4, 2023. I shall not dwell on the details.

Back to the chair. As I was walking through the furniture store on the way out of the mall (without purchasing clothing) there was this chair, calling to me. As I sunk into it, I knew it would be my Mourning Chair. The delivery was scheduled for the day before we left for Seattle for the first memorial service. The delivery people unfortunately slashed the first chair while opening the box, so I had to wait until we got home for this chair to arrive.

I settled into the chair as I planned the second memorial service here in the Twin Cities, MN where our son grew up. No one dreams they would have to plan their child’s memorial service. Where does one begin?

I will share what I have learned in my Mourning Chair during these 15 months of grieving. I will also share other thoughts, as the topic of grief becomes tedious, especially if you are not the one grieving.

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