The year our first child was born, we purchased two La-Z-Boy recliners, done in a warm, salmon-colored fabric.
That was 1983.
We still have one.
It has become my version of the Archie Bunker chair, from the 1970’s sitcom All in the Family.
I honestly tried to give them away. When they became young adults, my children each received one of them.
We went about finding replacements. My husband chose a brown leather piece that still works for him.
I picked a chair/ottoman combination, in a color scheme that better fit my family room décor.
I pretty much hated it.
My daughter still has her chair. It is, of course, my favorite place to sit when I visit her.
Like me, she finds it incredibly relaxing.
Like me, she is known to fall asleep every time she settles into it.
We call it the “Ambien Chair.”
A few years ago, I found out that my son was not really using his.
He gave it back to me, saying he didn’t have room for it anymore.
I took it back. Willingly.
It is still structurally sound. It could be reupholstered.
It is worn with my very particular body imprint.
It fits me . Like a glove.
But, it is almost 33 years old. It might be time to let go.
Now, I am seriously looking to replace it.
It’s not going well.