*Magnify*
SPONSORED LINKS
Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/books/item_id/2050986-Marys-Golden-Moments/day/1-18-2020
Rated: E · Book · Contest · #2050986
Blog Challenge And Other Tidbits
An opinion or two...or three or four...
January 18, 2020 at 11:46am
January 18, 2020 at 11:46am
#973652
PROMPT January 18th

It’s Show and Tell Day here at the 30DBC! Think of an item that is special to you (it may help if you are able to see your chosen item while you write your entry). Describe it in as much detail as possible. Then, tell us its story. How did it come to be in your life and what makes it important to you?

I try very hard not to get attached to material things, but sometimes I do, and it makes me feel like a pack-rat. Something reminds me of a special person or a special place or even a fond memory. All of a sudden I find I cannot let it go. But there HAVE been times recently that I've been able to let THINGS go, and I've been able to pass them on, knowing that they will be well-loved by the next person.

BUT...there are those few things that will remain with me my entire life. One of those things is a tatty old rag of a sweater. It's a soft blue and white sherpa fleece with a big collar and 5 big silver buttons with daisies on them. There's a flower embroidered on the front with red silk thread.The sleeves have a little cuff to roll up. It's warm and comforting. And here's the crazy part: it makes me feel safe.

When it was brand new 20 years ago it was actually beautiful. But now...only one button remains and the fleece is worn and faded. The thing really is a rag, but I can't let it go. And that's because...it was my mom's favorite...and that silly rag of a sweater is the closest I can get to her. She's been gone just over 15 years and I still long for her everyday. Her smile. Her beauty. Her laugh. Her advice. Here friendship. Her unconditional love. And the sweater provides that. Fond memories of her, both melancholy and bittersweet.

I used to cry a lot when I wore that sweater. And yes, I still cry some. But I also smile. And that's because I remember all that we had. I feel warm and comfortable. But most of all, I feel safe.


© Copyright 2020 Cheddah (UN: cheddah at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Cheddah has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and its syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work.

Log in to Leave Feedback
Username:
Password: <Show>
Not a Member?
Signup right now, for free!
All accounts include:
*Bullet* FREE Email @Writing.Com!
*Bullet* FREE Portfolio Services!
Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/books/item_id/2050986-Marys-Golden-Moments/day/1-18-2020