Cassie, a delicate, sad piece. Belated sympathy for your loss. I can relate to this as my great uncle had a rocking chair he'd always sit on and as soon as he was out of his chair either me or my siblings would run and sit on it just to rock it and when he came back (usually laughing at trying to guess who was in his chair) we'd leg it back across the room so he didn't know which one of us it was. It's strange really as his death was a shock but we felt it coming (he waited to find out how my nan, his sister had died) and he was found peacefully in his beloved rocking chair.

Em