Friday, February 6, 2015

Dear Sofa,

Sorry I fell asleep so early while we were hanging out together last night. I'd had a long day--for the past few actually--and you made me feel so comfortable and relaxed that I couldn't help drifting off. I'm sure you know how that goes.

I just wanted to thank you for being there for me the way you do. You're always waiting with open arms when I get home, and even if I ignore you completely for a few hours or sometimes entire days, you're more than happy to welcome me back into your warm embrace. I lean on you for support and I'm not sure what I'd do without your presence to hold me up, some days. It means a lot more to me than you probably know.

I remember when you came into my life and what a difference it made... Others noticed it, too, and many people have told me how much they appreciate you and the things you do. It's hard believe so many years have passed since you moved in! I know there have been some rough times and you've taken your share of abuse, but you weathered it all with such gentle stoicism that I can't help but admire you for it. You still look as beautiful as the day we met, if not more so, and I do mean that. You wear your experiences well and I don't know anyone who wouldn't agree that you are quite attractive...even at your age, whatever that is! ;)

In all seriousness, the fact that you have accommodated so many of the people closest to me, and those I care about the most in this world, speaks volumes of your commitment to being a part of my life. Not only have you made room for others but you have made nearly everyone who has met you feel at ease in close quarters. That is a rare quality and one I don't take for granted, believe me.

We've been together through laughter and tears, sickness and health, late nights and early mornings, bad times and good ones too, and we've both seen a lot of changes, for better and for worse. The thing is, I know that, no matter what happens, you'll always be there for me, unconditionally, my respite and my place of rest, my confidante, my home base. Nothing you could do or say, literally, will ever change how I feel about you. I love you, I really do. Sometimes I wonder if you know that.

I could go on, but it's late, and since we just said goodbye a short time ago and will be seeing each other again tomorrow, I should probably go pay my (other) bed a visit. I just wanted to take an opportunity to let you know how important you are to me, because people just don't do that often enough these days. You are a wonderful piece of furniture, and I am grateful for every moment we  spend together.

Stay clean and keep it real,

Yours truly.

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