My mom wrote that entry in her journal when I was eight years old. I'm turning 26 in a couple of months and I'm still attached to my blanket. As I drove up to my parent's house last week, I steered the car with one hand, while the other held a corner of my blanket to my nose - it was like magic and it made me feel so good.
I remember sitting on the couch watching Mr. Roger's Neighborhood. Mr. Rogers was talking about drugs and why people got addicted to them. At the young age of six or seven, I knew why people were addicted to drugs - it made them feel good. And I knew my blanket was my drug... and I was hooked on it.
My blanket is falling apart now. I don't know if it will last another washing but I'm pretty sure I'm not ready to give up the comfort, peace, and security it still gives to me. I guess I can't wash it.
- Rachel White, Sandy, UT
6 comments:
ah...that blanket. so many memories of you, your blanket....and high school. you are a child at heart dear rachelli (do you still have it?)....
xoxo
laurajcampbell
That is so cute! Ana has her "snuggles" that she loves and will not sleep without.
LOL! Gross blankie.
I can picture you at every stage of your life with that cute blankie! I have to say the funniest thing is when you were home from school and your mom was hosting a family party. I walked into the theater and you were sitting in a chair, looking like a knock-out, with your glamorously gorgeous fingernail wrapped around that little corner piece and rubbing it against your nose. So funny! lol
-Jessica
Those pictures are fabulous! I forget that you guys lived somewhere else other than by us your whole life. I think that we all have something that we hold on to whether it is a blanket or stuffed animal or something that is really dear to our hearts. Thanks for sharing!
Aw, I have lots of memories of that little raggedy blanket! I can't believe you still have it. That is awesome!
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