New Furniture

I could start this blog a million ways. But I don't have time. That's not a statement of status but of lifestyle for me. I am K.

My mom moved into my home in March this year. I cried that night because I felt so overwhelmed with desire to make life dignified and independent for her. She had been through a lot with Dad's passing the year before. I suppose I also cried because I was finally finished with 4 months of going through everything in her little mobile home. This arduous task took my every Saturday and two nights a week for those 4 months. I had to do it because I knew what was left after donations and give-aways was moving into my overcrowded small three bedroom patio home.

Her room is as cute as it could be, decorated in soft greens and new furniture and quilt set. With all her favorite decorations that mean so much to her, lovingly placed on shelves, the dressers, and the tv stand by her grandchildren, she fell asleep quickly and happily.

All was well as I reviewed the day on my pillow, until my final twilight thought before my dreadful night of sleep. I realized, it was predictor of my life now.

"Mom, are you ready to look for your bedroom furniture?"

"Why do we need new furniture. The chest of drawers in the garage is perfectly fine."

"Mom, the drawers stick. You cannot pull open the two top drawers. It doesn't match the new headboard."

"I only need the bottom two drawers. I don't think we should spend the money. I can use boxes in the closet"

"Let's set a budget. A dresser, a chest of drawers, a mirror. How about no more than $1000." I felt guilty. The truth is I didn't want her crappy old broken down furniture in my neatly decorated house, albeit overcrowded.

"A $1000 dollars!! That's a down payment on a nice house!"

"No its not - at least not any more. Mom--- I want you to have something new and pretty, and easy to use and something you can be proud of."

"$400."

"$700."

Silence

"Mom, $700. And maybe we will find a really good bargain."

"You have always spent too much money."

"What? Mom, I didn't hear what you said."

"Let's go dear."

Learning in Patience and Love,
K