Letting Go
I now know how a child feels when you throw away his security blanket. I figured it was time to let go of the ballet sweats - they had holes, stains, rips, and tares but oh were they comfy; plus they had seen plenty of good times (and some bad ones) to last a life time. I wanted to ceremoniously burn them but I could not find a barrel, plus I think you need a permit, so I had to settle for ceremoniously trashing them!
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I'm so proud of you. I'm not ready to let go of mine yet.
ReplyDeleteI still have a pair of sweats that were previously my mothers. I still wear them around the house.
That makes sad! But it has to be done. I felt the same way when I threw away my ugly nutracker sweatshirts. I'm glad you ceremoniously tossed them. Give the credit they deserve :)
ReplyDeleteso sad! I would have put them in a shadow box for you! :D lol ps your hair looks hot!
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