An Heirloom

I always thought it was so neat when people owned furniture that belonged to an ancestor of theirs. I love looking at things that have a story. I am not into material things, but that sort of stuff fascinates me. I am definitely a visual person. When Rich and I left our homes in Pennsylvania and set out on our own over 10 years ago, my mom offered me her rocking chair. This chair was her great grandmother's. Let me tell you though, that it was one "disco-groovy" looking piece of furniture. So, I have carted this chair around the 7 times we have moved in the last 10 years and always hidden it in a basement or under a quilt. For my 33rd birthday last month, my sweet husband and dear mother decided to have get a total overhaul on "the chair." We were able to pick it up today and I wanted to share a photo. I was wishing that I had some before photos. I will have to check with mom. This is such a lovely addition to my home.

Thank you Rich and mom for my first heirloom. I cannot wait to be able to pass it along to one of my children.

Love,
Amy