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Lizzi Wyatt Hayes's avatar

I love this kind of bittersweet ode to the recliner. Your alternatives are much chicer of course but I do appreciate a recliner at times (in *other* people’s homes)

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Hillary's avatar

When I moved from a house to my aging friend’s over-crowded condo, so my husband and I could take care of my “second mom,” I fell in love with her green velvet wingback chair and substantial ottoman. The set had lovely curved wood legs. Unfortunately, I discovered the hefty beauty under her storage/“just leave all that alone, Honey” pile after she passed. I so enjoyed collapsing in it, and putting my feet up, on those last days exhausting, sad days helping the family clear her items. I’d kind of curl in and nap with my head on one of the wings.

I hated letting it go. I almost took it to my next place but I didn’t have the room. I sure miss it.

I can picture you and your mom sharing her chair. It made me I imagine having had that moment with my friend, too. Thank you for giving me the sweet image.

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