The beautiful bench that once adorned my cabin has been relocated to our new home.  When it arrived here, its pink flowers, green ivy, cream backdrop looked foreign to the room in which it was placed. It did not belong there.  For many years, the bench was the centerpiece in my little cabin across the road, a place that had hosted countless hours of deep discussions, friendship building, as well as solitary quiet for many souls. The cabin stood for hospitality as well as solitude and silence. The bench was placed in the room that has replaced the cabin in the last few years. This room has taken on its…