Jul 27, 2007 12:24
this summer, my mom asked me to go through all of my old stuffed animals + set aside the majority for donation.
so today i went into the basement + pulled out all the boxes that i'd put in storage. over the years, i collected over 3 (huge) boxes full of stuffed animals - each named + equally precious to me.
there were about 10 that had to be kept. childhood memories, my first teddy bear, et cetera. but the rest had to go. going through the boxes, my allergies attacked me. but saying goodbye was really hard.
...is it weird that, even at 21, i still hold each (+ the memories they recall) so dear? fuck if it is. that was hard for me.