I get sentimental about the strangest things. Today I’m giving away the antique bed that used to belong to my friend Dave’s grandmother, and then my mother, and then me. Letting go of it makes me a little verklempt.
There’s a little white spot on the headboard from a couple of years ago, when I suffered through several days of fevers that were so high, I’d hallucinate. I’d wake up dripping with sweat and my head pressed against the headboard.
It was an imposing piece and I always meant to refinish it, but the reality of living in a small second-floor apartment means it’s just not practical. So I put it on Craigslist, and someone should be here to pick it up this afternoon.
I’m starting a new chapter in my life and I’m changing my surroundings to reflect that. So this well-used and much-beloved item goes off to a new home, where I hope it will again be loved and appreciated.