Rocking Chair / March 12, 2018 / Joyce Wallace
What do you think of when you think of a rocking chair? Grandpa rocking on the porch enjoying his after dinner pipe of tobacco? Maybe you get a picture of Grandma sitting by the fire knitting furiously and then falling asleep with the cat on her lap? What about a mother nursing her new born baby until the baby eventually falls to sleep (or the mother does). There is no other piece of furniture which quite evokes our memories to the same extent as the humble rocking chair, many illustrators even picture Santa Claus is a rocking chair, having forty winks before setting off back up the chimney. This chair has been an inherent part of our history and, as with so many other things has evolved a long way from its crude beginnings.
My first memory of rocking chairs is when I used to travel down to my Grandparents house for a visit. We would sit in the living room, rock back and forth and catch up on what had been happening in our lives since that last time were together. It was a relaxing, special time that I will always remember. We weren't worried about schedules, places to be, or what chores needed to be done. We just took a few minutes to step away from the stress of everything and enjoy our time together. Grandma had her rocking chair, and Grandpa has his. They also had one for the grandkids and my brothers and I always fought over who got to sit in it. It was your classic style chair for rocking just like the adult ones, only smaller. We felt just like grown-ups, rocking right along with them. The rocking motion was rhythmic and soothing, seeming to have a calming effect on any child who sat in it.
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