Our Faded La-Z-Boy

 The La-Z-Boy was bought by your Papa and Memsie back in 1983.  It rocked your Uncle Adam first when he was just a baby, then it rocked me!  This chair helped our feelings stop hurting; helped heal our colds.  It relieved our fears after a bad nightmare.  It soothed us when we had a boo-boo.  It was our spot where Mom and Dad would rock our cares or sickness away.  When we grew older, it was our amusement ride.  We would try to rock the other out of it.  It was, basically, our jungle gym.

My parents gave me the chair when Papa got a new one, and I put it in my room. When your Daddy and I first starting dating, I would sit in this chair to write emails to him or to write in my journal about him. Then when Daddy and I got married we took it to our new home. I sat and rocked in it when I was pregnant with you. It was so relaxing to come home from work and recline my swollen legs up in the air to take a cat nap. I would sit in the chair and read to you while you were in my belly. I curled up (as much as I could at 39 weeks pregnant) and cried in this chair when Aunt Lib died.

When you were born, I would sit with you and rock you to sleep. When you would cry, we would rock while listening to music. I would rock you and sing lullabies after feeding you. I would look at you, with tears of joy and disbelief, while rocking you in this faded ole La-Z-Boy.

Now, when you're really sleepy you'll let us rock you in the chair. Mostly you are using it for your jungle gym now. But when you get a boo-boo you come to me; we sit in the chair and start rocking the hurt away.

This faded old recliner isn't much to look at, but it's a part of the family. When you look back at your baby photos and see it in pictures I'm sure your first thought will be, "what an ugly chair" or "why did my parents have that old, ratty looking chair when they could have a new one". This can go for anything in life, it doesn't matter what something or someone looks like, all that matters is how you feel when it comes to the object or person.  If I didn't have so many fond memories that involved this chair, then I would think it was ugly too.  But when I look at it, I see home and when I sit in it, I am home.  Just wanted you to know the history of the ugly chair you will be seeing in many pictures through the years.