The Chair Is Not Empty

November 18, 2021

The chair isn’t empty, though it may look that way. It’s simply filled with a capacity that I cannot understand or visualize. 

Her chair looks empty, but it is not. It is still filled with her presence and her love. People act like because her physical body is gone, every aspect of her is gone too. That couldn’t be further from the truth. She remains, no matter what they think or say. 

She remains in beautiful ways that no one truly understands except for me. All of our deceased loved ones remain, that’s the priceless gift of love, it stays beyond last breaths and final heartbeats. 

Her chair looks empty, but it is not. It is filled with her magic and her memories. 

Her chair looks empty, but it is not. It is filled with her spirit and her legacy. 

Her chair looks empty, but it is not. It is filled with the vision of all she was and all she used to be. 

Her chair looks empty, but it is not. It is filled with the images of her that consume my mind, the ones so realistic it’s as if she’s standing in front of me. The ones that bless my heart with joyful reminiscence.

Look closely at that chair, the one where they used to sit. It might look empty, but it is not. Beautiful love cannot always be seen but that doesn’t mean it isn’t there. You don’t have to see love to feel it. 

When you find yourself staring at an unoccupied chair, feeling broken and lonely, close your eyes and take a deep breath. Then gently remind yourself, the chair isn’t empty, though it may look that way. It’s simply filled with a capacity that we cannot understand or visualize. It’s filled with a love and legacy so powerful it can no longer be seen, yet it remains, always.

The chair is not empty, friends. Take a closer look. 

xox, Chels 

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Chelsea Ohlemiller

Chelsea Ohlemiller

A thirty-something wife, mother and educator who has Indiana roots and a passionate spirit. Chelsea is a sappy romantic, coffee junkie, book collector, and person who wears her heart on her sleeve. She’s sarcastic, full of jokes, full of tears, and enjoys writing most when life gets messy or complicated. In 2017, Chelsea's mother passed away. Through her grief journey, she decided to take her mother’s advice and share her writing with the world. One day she gained the courage to honor her mother's wishes and write. It turned out to be one of the best decisions she's ever made.

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