I am not ashamed to admit I have a blankie.
I am sad to inform you that I have now decided to bid farewell to said blankie.
I think he has had one too many stitch-ups and it is time to finally go.
Bye Blankie. You’ve served me well. You’ve protected me from spooky monsters in the closet. You made the best princess skirt ever with the help of a few safety pins and dad’s belt. You dutifully caught many tears shed from an emotional Julie on more than a few occasions. And you kept me warm and safe when all I needed was a good night’s sleep or a Sunday afternoon nap.
I’ll miss you Blankie, but I’ll keep part of you to remember you by.
Thanks for the snuggles.