Photo-a-Day - July 2012 - Day 23: Mirror
In 1980, I moved into a two-bedroom house with a minimum of furniture. My then boss, who was then great to work for and gave me opportunities no one else might have done, and his wife "lent" me a bedroom set for my guest room--twin bed, night table, large dresser and mirror. The set is made of solid maple, which means the pieces are not only well made, but very heavy.
Every now and again, I'd ask whether they wanted the pieces back, but they never did. Sadly, my boss, who had served 2.5 tours as a captain in Vietnam, and suffered from PTSD which had become worse over time. The company dissolved, they divorced and I lost touch with my boss until 15 years later when his wife suggested we meet for lunch. My first though, of course, was that she wanted the pieces back, which would have been fine.
I was wrong. She simply wanted to touch base, see how I was, let me know how her life had progressed. When I asked whether she'd like the furniture, she had honestly forgotten all about it. So, the furniture is now mine, much appreciated and reminds me of a better time in my boss' life.