The back cushions are bulky and uncomfortable. We've long since let the kids toss them off to be used in whatever building projects they've dreamed up that day.
But there is something about it, something that makes me love it.
It is red, so so very red.
There are times when I catch a glimpse of it out of the corner of my eye and I am transported half way around the world to a hotel lobby filled with red couches. Red couches where so many anxious parents took so many photos of beautiful babies. These beautiful babies and anxious parents were now families. Frink and I sat on those couches, taking pictures of our beautiful baby, creating memories of the time when we became a family.
It is big, so so very big.
It takes up a lot of space but it provides lots of space too. In the afternoon, I often (but not often enough) spread out and doze on the couch while Lion is napping. Sometimes he joins me. He curls into me, gets comfortable and sleeps the deep sleep of those without a care in the world.
There are times when we are joined by a cat or two. And there are rare, special times when Bunny will join us. She forgets that she is six. She forgets that she no longer naps. She surrenders to the warmth of the afternoon sun, the comfort of the couch and sleeps the deep sleep of those without a care in the world.
And that is how I know it is the right one for us.
