An Old Friend
As a little girl I had one, actually two, possessions that I prized more than any other. I never went a day without a good snuggle with one of these possessions. I was teased for taking one with me to 6th grade camp, to sleepovers, on backpacking trips, to college, on my mission & I think even on my honeymoon.
I did not look upon these possessions as things but more like an old friend, who I wanted by my side at all times. These friends go by the name of "blankey". The oldest of the two started out as pink, with flowers, trimmed in lace. Now it is white, no sign of flowers or lace,& threadbare.
These beloved blankies have been puked on and drug through the dirt. They have protected me from night mares and comforted me when my heart ached. They have made me feel safe and loved. With my blankey tightly snuggled between my arms at night I felt I could endure and conquer anything.
After 40 years my blankies find their home comfortably folded in the cedar chest. The other day I found myself yearning for a good snuggle with one of my old friends. As I dug it out of the cedar chest I found myself feeling like I was home; the smell, the texture, the weight. As I snuggled it close to my chest I felt like all my worries, cares & stresses in life melted away. Life was calm & peaceful for a moment.
Oh, how sometimes a girl just needs an old friend!
I did not look upon these possessions as things but more like an old friend, who I wanted by my side at all times. These friends go by the name of "blankey". The oldest of the two started out as pink, with flowers, trimmed in lace. Now it is white, no sign of flowers or lace,& threadbare.
These beloved blankies have been puked on and drug through the dirt. They have protected me from night mares and comforted me when my heart ached. They have made me feel safe and loved. With my blankey tightly snuggled between my arms at night I felt I could endure and conquer anything.
After 40 years my blankies find their home comfortably folded in the cedar chest. The other day I found myself yearning for a good snuggle with one of my old friends. As I dug it out of the cedar chest I found myself feeling like I was home; the smell, the texture, the weight. As I snuggled it close to my chest I felt like all my worries, cares & stresses in life melted away. Life was calm & peaceful for a moment.
Oh, how sometimes a girl just needs an old friend!
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