It's finally home again.

Some time ago I wrote about my old rocking chair that got damaged in my move.  I moved into this apartment on September 16 and that was the day one of the rockers got snapped off.  It's been a long three months with several phone calls, misunderstandings about who had the rocker, who was working on it, and the last I heard, about a week ago, the furniture repairman was having a hard time finding wood to match the chair.  It's maple which I never thought was a particularly rare wood. Anyway, three days after I was told that he couldn't match the wood I got a call that the rocker was finished and we scheduled a time for it to be brought back to me. Today was the day!  And here it sits, finally, in my living room where it belongs, and it looks just fine and the new rocker matches the old one and it rocks evenly. Not exactly a Christmas miracle, but, since I wondered if I would ever see it again, I am truly delighted to have it back.