Favorite Chair

I was moved to smile the other night when I, once again, became aware How life looks pretty good to me from the comfort of my favorite chair. And it made me wonder…When did it happen? For it was subtle…no fanfare… When did this chair I choose to sit in became my ‘favorite' chair? Deborah and I take a walk each morning, enjoying the beauty, breathing the air, We eat our breakfasts side by side seated in our favorite chairs. When our children were little we had our routines filled with laughter, love and care… bedtime stories, meals around the table seated in our favorite chairs. We love when our grandchildren visit… In our house you could find them there… on birthdays, holidays, dinners together… sitting in their favorite chairs. As we grew older our routines changed. The entire family can't always be there but those of us who can attend find comfort in our favorite chairs… There's something safe about a favorite chair for no matter where we roam we know it's patiently waiting for us to welcome us back home. Perhaps that's why we smile as we curl into them with ease. for we realize our favorite chairs our filled with favorite memories. Perhaps that's why I smiled to myself and I, once again, became aware… How life looks pretty wonderful From the comfort of my favorite chair.