After my appointment this morning I stopped in at my mom's for a visit and to pick up a pumpkin pie she baked for me.I walked into her apartment and she had bought some new furniture.It's very nice.Anyway,I sat down in a chair that I thought was my dad's.Then she told me that she had gotten rid of his chair.I didn't realise it until she said something and then I really looked at the chair and really noticed that it wasn't his.My  dad has been gone for 2 years and I realise she needed to get rid of his chair for herself but now it really feels like he's really gone you know?Somehow walking into their apartment and seeing his chair there was comforting and now that is gone too.I know mom would have given it to me but I don't have the room for it.It just feels so strange now knowing that his chair is gone too.