There in the corner is my chair. Overstuffed khaki slip covered large butt chair with a faux sheep covered ottoman.
My Chair is where…
I write and receive morning guests.
I drink coffee and talk with my husband.
I give “snuggles” and pets.
I watch TV or tune out.
I breastfed my babies and watch the traffic go by.
I catnap and connect my dots, ponder my value, and write in my journal.
Cats perch on the chair back behind me, children wedge their ever-widening butts beside me, and occasionally we take morning time selfies to amuse ourselves and remember…my chair is where it all starts.
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Lovely! That’s a special chair xo
Mothers and their chair nests are magical Dawn. Especially to needy littles.