Friday, November 6, 2009

The One and Only...

Everyone must have something physical that they cling to to bring comfort. It may be a good book, a comfortable couch, a great relationship, your church, a teddy bear, your cooking ablitilies, or in my case a blanket... :-)


The details on my blanket were made by my Aunt Donna. When I was a little girl about the age of 6, she gave me this blanket for a present. She was always spoling me. When she orginially gave it to me, it was a tweety blanket. The purple center is the orginial...



The flower pattern is the new part of my blanket. A couple of years ago, I asked her to change the tweety to this pattern fleece flower pattern because the tweety was literally falling apart when you touched it. However, since I have had this blanket since I was 6 and am now 20 the blanket was getting alittle small for me. So, last year I asked her to make it large enough for me so it would cover me from toe to head. She took it away from me for 3 weeks!!! I was so lost without it, but when I got it back. She had added her special details to the blanket...




On every corner are these hand made flowers!! She is so crafty with her work! I absolutely love it!!! So why have I clung onto this blanket for so long? Well, it's simple, it's been through everything with me. I use to hold onto my blanket while tears fell from my face after my aunt would leave. I remember it being there when I was sick and was cuddled up on the couch. I remmber using it when my we had to stay at my Aunt's house because we weren't sure if Mark was going to come find us. I remember using it after my parents got a divorce, it was my comfort. I remember going through my first break up and spending hours sobbing into it. I remember using it when I was unsure of my college plans. For some reason, I thought it brought comfort and answers. I used it for all of my trips, as it always brought me comfort. I used it when my mom divorced my step dad. I used it for everything!!! It was the one thing that I loved to have and couldn't ever give it up. I have to keep it forever because its been apart of my life for so long. I am curious to see what other people have as a comfort item? Am I the only one who has something like this?



All I know is that I love my blanket...I am not sure that I will ever be able to give it up...
**this is my first post with pictures...bear with me**

3 comments:

Tiffany said...

Oh, you are the best!
I think I told you that I had a blankie, too. It was bright red on the back and yelow on the front with these awful early eighties cartoon characters on it. It had little boys with blue hair and girls with red. The boy was skateboarding, and there were red squirels and mailboxes on it. Really random. It must have been some discount fabric, but the funny thing is a girl in my kindergarten class had a dress made out of the same material. I LOVED my blankie. I slept with it through the first year of marriage, and then one day I was in a strange mood. Jim had always hated the blankie, and knowing this I decided to throw it away! I STILL cannot believe I did that. I should have put it away in a box or something, but I think that I knew that if I had it I would always sleep with it. But on nights like tonight when Jim is gone, I so wish I had it! lol
And I have even searched all over ebay and etsy to find that vintage fabric to make another blanket for me errr.... one of my kids. {grin} Love you, girly!

Tiffany said...

So, the moral of the story is don't get rid of your blankie!

Tiffany said...

What have you done to me?? I just spent the past hour looking for that dumb fabric! I came closer! http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=390114651863&_trkparms=tab%3DWatching
This HAD to be made by the same company as my fabric the colors are the same and the little flowers! Ignore the fact that it says 1950's 60's. Gu-gu. I am NOT that old!! But I am tempted to buy this because it is so similar to mine and make Scotty a blankie for Christmas. Oh boy. Please do not ever post about this again. I am making myself go to bed now . . . . blanketless. lol