I am in the process of getting rid of large items of furniture, in preparation of my move, scheduled for end of June.

One of my most precious pieces of furniture is my dining table, largely because it has been where we gathered as a family. My daughter also loved doing her homework on this table. We would throw a tablecloth over it, and I had forgotten how beautiful it looked.


One day, a couple (an frail American gentleman and his Thai wife) answered my ad and came to collect the sofa set I sold for £40 (I just wanted my furniture to go to good homes). I didn’t need the sofas anyway, as I still have a beautiful wood daybed. I saw the wife admiring the table, and I decided to let them have it for cheap.  £40, for everything, I said on impulse. They were shocked, utterly shocked. The next day, they left Phuket for a 20-hour drive to the Isaan Province, where they will begin a new life with their young son. The reasons being, they are running out of cash and he is in fragile health, and the cost of living is very low in Isaan.  Also, his wife’s widowed mother needed help.

My daughter was aghast when she came home from school to find such an integral part of our family furniture gone. And I guess she was a little upset. She loves our home and everything about it. Her life is perfect.  I felt guilty – I could have hung on to the table until she leaves home, but what is, is. I told her that we are so blessed with the abundance we have in life, therefore a little hardship would not be a bad thing. A dining set is just a dining set. We still have the family and we still have lots of love.

I don’t think my words rang true in her ears.

Today, we sat down for Sunday lunch on a narrow, rickety, makeshift table. We don’t have dining chairs anymore, so we sat on stools. It felt awkward at first because there wasn’t enough space on the table and also the stools weren’t comfortable.

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But it was fine. We laughed and joked as usual, and soon, the old warmth flooded us. Nothing has changed, despite our more modest situation.

“There you go,” I said to my daughter. “We don’t need grand furniture or even a luxurious house to be happy. We have each other, and at the end of the day, that’s all that matters.”

I am actually beginning to think that the Segal family (whom I sold the dining set to) was sent to remind us about what that is really important in life ❤

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