Day 6: Chair
I am not an antiques person. My personal style is more modern with a dash of eclectic vintage. You heard me right. And yes, in case you’re wondering, I did just totally make that up. But that’s me.
So when my dear Aunt Candy offered me a rocking chair, I was hesitant. She has a house full of gorgeous antiques and she’s a true collector. She used to go to estate sales and find the most amazing treasures. As a kid, I remember visiting her house and admiring the beautiful old things. I specifically remember a beautiful violin that I was afraid to touch. It was weathered and well-loved but still so lovely.
It’s perfect. It fits me just right–not too short, not too tall. The back is just tall enough for me to rest my head back.
I treasure this chair. It’s my favorite chair. Ever. I feel honored to have it, and grateful that my dear aunt shared this piece of our family with me.
And Genevieve thinks it’s pretty comfy too.