When I was 2 or 3, my grandmother gave me a stuffed dog. I LOVED that thing, took it everywhere with me. At some point all 4 limbs had to be sewn back on, we searched the craft store for replacement eyes, and most of its fur was matted or worn away. But I made so many memories with that stuffed dog by my side.
I still kept it in my closet until we moved a year ago. I left it as one of the last items to be brought to the new house so I could make sure it got there along with some other cherished items. I left it up to my mother to grab it and bring it as she walked out of the house for the last time.
A few weeks later, I go looking for the box so I can put it away safely. I looked everywhere for days. Come to find out, she forgot the box. I went back to our old home, but everything that was left in the house had been put in a dumpster and taken away, including my stuffy :(
IIN to wish you’d grown up with certain things?
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I relate to this on a personal level.
When I was 2 or 3, my grandmother gave me a stuffed dog. I LOVED that thing, took it everywhere with me. At some point all 4 limbs had to be sewn back on, we searched the craft store for replacement eyes, and most of its fur was matted or worn away. But I made so many memories with that stuffed dog by my side.
I still kept it in my closet until we moved a year ago. I left it as one of the last items to be brought to the new house so I could make sure it got there along with some other cherished items. I left it up to my mother to grab it and bring it as she walked out of the house for the last time.
A few weeks later, I go looking for the box so I can put it away safely. I looked everywhere for days. Come to find out, she forgot the box. I went back to our old home, but everything that was left in the house had been put in a dumpster and taken away, including my stuffy :(
Yes, I’m 19. Yes, I still miss my stuffy :(.
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Damn that breaks my heart man. That is brutal. I'm sorry for the loss of your stuffy. Trully.