Comfy

It was a big day at Chez Trueheart. Earlier this week we freecycled our leather sectional sofa, which was still serviceable but was increasingly prone to cracks and holes. And today witnessed a flurry of service people visiting to clean the carpets and haul in the two new recliners and matching loveseat.

When we first visited this house with our realtor, one of the things that made us feel great about it was a pair of recliners in the living room -- right where I'm sitting now. It was the end of a long day, and my father and the realtor almost immediately sat down in those recliners and cranked the footrests up. This was a place where people felt comfortable. A homey place. And we felt so good about it that we bought it.

Now we've come full circle after ten years living here. For the first time since we moved in, two recliners are in that spot. We're relaxing in large, well-cushioned, smoothly rocking chairs. And I'm taken back to that first time we walked in, when a pair of side-by-side recliners made us feel that this was a place we could belong. A decade later, we've made it our own, but we're still reveling in that sense of home.