Stephen is touched by all the loving details that Cindy had preserved in his honor ---the thirty-five year old van, the walled community, and now, in all her beauty ---she is sitting upon the sofa he had knelt beside when he proposed marriage to her.

It had been Cindy's sofa, but became their  sofa.   Anyone else would have discarded it ---it is truly an eyesore.  But talk about a sight for sore eyes ---it is not just a sofa, it contains all past tears.  And now it is being drenched in present ones ---tears of gratefulness, falling, yet rising to new heights, in heavenly celebration.  But best of all, it contains the one he truly loves ---his wife, Cindy.