I found this writing in Mylissas room yesterday. I was very touched by her words, and thought it would be fitting to share this memorial day weekend.
I love and miss you baby boy ..
I hope you all have a nice memorial day weekend..
William's Baby Blanket
The deep warming memories of that tiny blanket lay silently in my head. I can't keep those winter memories that I had with the blanket out of my head.
I have the memory of holding my baby brother in my arms with the silky.soft,baby blue blanket.
It was Williams blanket, my youngest brother,he would be turning four this year but he has passed away. I rember in every picture my mother took that same blanket was attached to William. Those sweet memories with him were so precious. This blanket makes William closer and clearer, so that is why the blanket is so special to me.
Today the blanket is still the same; my second youngest brother keeps it safe with him. Ben sleeps with the blanket sometimes, and the other times it is in the linen closet hanging around the house. Every chance I get, I take the blanket and hold it in my arms and partake of those same precious memories that I have had before with the same child who once laid upon that blanket. If the blanket isn't in those previous places, then it is most likely in the wash. I dont think I would be able to fit in to the washer to hold the blanket.
I hope in the future that I can keep the blanket. If I am able to keep it, I would make sure my children would have it as babies. When they grow older, I want them to know the importance of the blanket. Maybe when I die I can be buried with the blanket, knowing the importance it was to me. All I know is that it's going to last forever. No matter where it is, it will still be in my memories.