The Story of the Hanging Chair
My husband is making my dreams come true left and right these days. I’ve been pestering him to hang this chair for me and today he finally did.
There’s a cool story behind this chair too. My grandparents used to have one in their house and I always loved it and wanted one. I saw someone getting rid of one on Freecycle with the condition that they also had to take 2 other wicker chairs.
I emailed the woman and she informed me all 3 chairs had been picked up. Later, she contacted me to tell me she had emailed the takers who didn’t want the hanging chair and put us in touch so I could go get it.
The next day she contacted me again to see if it had worked out and I told her it had. Then she told wrote this:
Oh good! I’m glad it worked out. The chair belonged to my mother in law - Louella (we called her Nonna). She bought it in the late seventies. It hung on the front porch of their big old home in Athens, Ohio. It was always her seat when we would visit. It was one of her prize possessions. When she died last year I was sure to include a picture of her in the swing at her memorial. She would love to know that someone has it who will appreciate it as much as she did! Enjoy!
Isn’t that cool?
The first picture is the chair in my living room. The second picture was sent by Cate, and is Luella in the chair. I’ll enjoy this chair all day every day.