My Swing

One of my most favorite things to do is sit on my swing while I work on one of my many craft projects. I have made rugs, afghans, prayer shawls, scarves, toys, ornaments, clothes and recently quilts all swinging away on my swing. I have seen so many special moments from that swing. The kids playing together in the sand pile, chipmunks racing around the yard, rare birds eating mulberries, squirrels trying to reach the very end of tree limbs to get the biggest fattest berries and then hanging there with their tales waving in the wind, my husband and my children riding bikes in the driveway, and recently the building of our addition to the house. My swing is part of the family. We have family meetings, plan trips, have early morning coffee dates, laugh, sing, have picnics and so many more things with my swing. I rocked both my babies to sleep all summer on that swing and still do sometimes. I care a lot for that old swing. When a winter storm tore off it's canopy, I made it a new one, when the seats started to shred, I found new ones to cover them. I've had that swing for only 7 years, but it feels like I have had it forever. You know I would give my TV, DVD, and computer away if I had too, but I wouldn't give that old swing away for anything! OK I would for God and my family, but it would be a very sad day... I love my swing. Is it strange to love a thing? When it gives you peace, and fills your heart with happiness and when you are with it you feel content. What else could it be, but love?