Warm Cozy Memories

 

 

My father went into memory  care last year. I wanted to send something with him that was familiar to the home and would make him feel cozy.  We had an old electric blanket that had long since lost the adaptor cords, but it was so well made and insulated, we still used it as an additional internal layer in the winter.  It was blue, which is my favorite color.

You know I love analogies and describing my relationships with inanimate objects.  I had deep childhood memories tied to this blanket.  I had never really thought about the connection until the blanket turned up missing from my father’s belongings.  We had some rude awakenings about facilities and elderly , and additionally memory care.  A lot of our expectations had to be adjusted.  That is a different story for another day.

You don’t really appreciate things until you loose them.  When I realized that the blanket was not likely to be recovered, I think a part of me mourned.  It felt like a lot of memories were just erased.

Fast forward to this summer.  My kid announces that he will be attending university in a cold climate location.  Obviously that was met with mixed emotion.  Excitement and Immediate mommy preparation mode.  One of the things on my prep list was an electric blanket.  So with great pleasure I’d like to announce, we are welcoming a new electric blanket to our family, for a new generation.

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I don’t know if my kids will attach meaning and memories to these blankets, but maybe I’ll get to transfer a few.

Wishing you all the abundance and comforts this life can bring.

-Bliss

 

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