These are the exact same threads that make up who we are and help create our legacy. In the end they hold on for dear life and refuse to let go. Beautiful piece, Ginger. ❤️
Ok, gonna cry now. Got stories like that too; I’m sure EVERYONE does. Not going to think about ‘em rt now though, have things to do that I need dry eyes for. 😭😂
that was a masterpiece of blanket genre stuff. i almost shed a tear at the end. great story. it reminded me of my favorite blue blanket growing up, and how gutted I was to lose it ..even though i was well into my 20's when that happened. brought back some memories Ginger Cook. you're great at evoking nostalgia
Who are you and what have you done with Ginger, Queen Of the Short, Pithy Zingers?
This was a delight. I have items like that about which I am sentimental. My wife has no such attachments and can discard sacred relics at the drop of a hat.
Did you not recently have another child or am I confusing you with a similarly funny favorite ‘Stacker?
Your dad's reaction and handling of your brother made me laugh. A ball tap and giggle, and the later turn to hoping your mom boned him through the grief were hilarious! But then this turned beautifully sweet and warm, literally and metaphorically. You really captured something special.
These are the exact same threads that make up who we are and help create our legacy. In the end they hold on for dear life and refuse to let go. Beautiful piece, Ginger. ❤️
Thank you, D. Always appreciate you ❤️❤️
Ok, gonna cry now. Got stories like that too; I’m sure EVERYONE does. Not going to think about ‘em rt now though, have things to do that I need dry eyes for. 😭😂
I feel that! 🙏🏻
Love this!
😍
It's funny how multi-generational, threadbare blankets keep us the warmest.
Isn’t it? Something so special about them
that was a masterpiece of blanket genre stuff. i almost shed a tear at the end. great story. it reminded me of my favorite blue blanket growing up, and how gutted I was to lose it ..even though i was well into my 20's when that happened. brought back some memories Ginger Cook. you're great at evoking nostalgia
I may have heard this story before! Thanks, Mike! Always honored when you comment ☺️
Who are you and what have you done with Ginger, Queen Of the Short, Pithy Zingers?
This was a delight. I have items like that about which I am sentimental. My wife has no such attachments and can discard sacred relics at the drop of a hat.
Did you not recently have another child or am I confusing you with a similarly funny favorite ‘Stacker?
😍
Oh hell no. My baby is 16 lol
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.
Thank you, my dear, dear friend
Hoping your mom bones your dad is hilarious. I once told my mom she needed to bang dad because he was pissy when I was 14. Dad was not amused.
🤣🤣🤣
Beautiful. I lost my dad last year. I wish I had a blanket, like this one. But yours warmed my heart, in the reading.
So sorry, David. ❤️
It doesn't happen too often, but you fucking made my eyes water.
Fuck.
This warms my cold, dead heart
Your dad's reaction and handling of your brother made me laugh. A ball tap and giggle, and the later turn to hoping your mom boned him through the grief were hilarious! But then this turned beautifully sweet and warm, literally and metaphorically. You really captured something special.
Thank you so much! Really appreciate you. 💕🙌🏼
Such kind words 🙏🏻
It was definitely my pleasure to read it, I'm looking forward to checking out more from you! 🔥
Please let me know what you think! ☺️☺️
This story bought a tear to me eye, it did (that’s the way Irish men speak, I think)!
Hahaha ❤️❤️🙏🏻
Damn G.
Just pulling at all them heart strings, huh?
Great stuff as always.
Big hugs.
Chrissss! Thank you ❤️❤️
Brb crying! Ugh this is so good. I know that exact blanket 🦅
Candy!! I love you. Thanks so much for reading 😍
I love it! And you 😘
Magic. That’s a great story to share.
Thank you! Truly appreciate it ☺️
Love this story, especially after I saw the Dostin name appear. My heart goes out to you.
Graham! Thank you. I miss ya in the writing world. 💕