I am a pack rat. I come by it honestly. My mom is the Queen Rat. Some of my children pack and others don’t. Recently, some have decided to purge their rooms, and this has caused a bit of an internal conflict for me. Do I throw away the stuffed animals that hold memories? They might not remember, but I remember. I remember chubby, dimpled hands holding on with a death grip. I remember chubby legs toddling down the hallway, squealing with delight, running to get the lovey. I remember tears at night when lovey was left at a friend’s house. I remember the first time we were able to leave the house without it, and the twinge of sorrow I felt. Cleaning out under his bed to find it buried with the dust bunnies. Now, he doesn’t even remember the part it played in his beginning.
So, do I purge what he feels he is ready to let go of completely? Or, do I put it away for when he is grown up and has his own wee one with chubby hands longing to grasp something?
I think you should keep one lovey each
hard… very hard!