A view of the recent flood (not Ondoy but Habagat) from the author's screened window. |
As
I got up this morning, I saw what’s left of our stuff that’s been washed up
from the recent floods in the metro. To be honest, I can no longer remember how
I was able to carry our fridge with another relative, how I tried to save on a
huge sofa chair bigger than I was and how fast did the water went up. I guess
everything stemmed from all the sudden rush of adrenaline. Instead of
complaining, I decided to pray and thank the Lord that we’ve been all saved.
Living
near the outskirts of Marikina, we are used to all the flooding so to speak.
But our Ondoy experience had been different. It had totally washed off our
stuff. I vividly recall how I cried a river over my precious collection of
books—titles from Sweet Valley to Harry Potter to my psychology hardbound—oh,
how I tried to save on them, but to no avail. The water inside our house rose
up to waist-deep. We were all stranded on our second floor where we had some of
the things we had saved from the flood. We had not eaten lunch that day because
there was no way we can buy food. We were quietly praying the Holy Rosary
believing that God hears what we implore. And surely He had heard His people.
Unfortunately,
we lost the only memory of my beloved grandma in that flood—an old comfy recliner
chair she used to sit on when she was still alive. It was her only memento—and
it was something that we all regarded with respect. Our memory of her in that
seat was something that we always cherish. As a young girl, it was where my
grandma used to tell us stories of her time as well as fairy tales. My family
had used it for ages. The same chair had been used by each of her grandchildren
(we were ten) and great grandchildren (nine) as their parents lull them to
sleep. If that chair could talk, it could probably tell lots of stories about
my ancestors who previously used it.
And
I really felt bad that due to the typhoon, it got washed off muddy and it could
no longer be restored back to its original form. We all tried to look for something that could come closer to
its look, but to our dismay, we couldn’t find anything like it. Of course,
there were others who actually looked like it—but they’ve got none of the ultra
comfy velvet soft features it had.
Until I stumbled upon Mandaue Foam’s reclining chair as I was browsing
their online catalogue. It looked
exactly like my grandma’s old recliner chair! Unfortunately, due to some major
responsibilities, we cannot afford to buy it at this time. So can you imagine
my elation when I saw and tried to sit on the said chair in flesh? And I
couldn’t contain my excitement when it was announced that the displayed items
would be given away? It happened during the Bourne Legacy special screening
held at the Shangri-La Cineplex recently—a partnership between Mandaue Foam and
Nuffnang.
The comfy recliner chair the author dreams of. |
I’ve
always wanted our living room to have that added oomph and I know that the
recliner chair will certainly do just that. We are a family of movie buffs and
I know we all dream to afford that lazy-boy type of chair with footrest. I personally
go for a soft, plush feeling with firm support when it comes to chairs since I
do have a back problem and Mandaue Foam’s recliner chair perfectly fits that
need. Apart from its resplendently elegant design, I know pretty much that
underneath those velvet covers are honest-to-goodness and world-class quality
materials. Mandaue Foam’s recliner chair will surely relieve all the pressures
of work, will relax and help us all get to have some “me” quality time.
I
am looking forward seeing an old lady with her own reflection and her struggles,
the exhaustion, the guilt and fear, not often articulated in her salted
gray-silver hair, that in her solo time in a special ergonomically designed
recliner chair, she will be making history repeats itself: soon telling stories
of her time with her grandchildren, finding solace in a recliner chair she
calls her own. In due time, I’d also like to leave my grandchildren wonderful
memories and stories that they would cherish forever in their hearts.
As
I end this blog entry, I could only cross my fingers and wish upon a star that
hopefully, God willing, I could give my family the recliner chair that we once
lost in the flood. J
Purple
Plum Fairy thanks Mandaue Foam for the Fantasy pillow they gave us in exchange
of the relief goods we had donated. My sleep had never been this good.
Mandaue Foam's Fantasy Pillow |
Disclaimer: I am not compensated for this post. Opinions expressed are 100% my own.
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