There are so many things that would leave me feeling unlike myself if I were without it. Some things come to mind, such as money, a telephone, or my favorite outfit but, only one certain thing would leave me shattered. My prized possession that I cannot live without is, undoubtedly, my baby blanket. I sit here now, fiddling with my blanket as it helps me focus on my train of thought for this essay. A baby blanket is the most cherished and comforting companion, in my opinion. To me, it is not just a piece of fabric, it holds endless memories and supplies a source of security and certainty. Through thick and thin, my humbling blanket has offered warmth and an unconditional amount of reassurance and alleviation.

     This support blanket was given to me as a baby, and somehow I have managed to keep it close for 16 years. The softness, right out of the washer and dryer, provides consolation in intense moments by relieving distress or dismay in life. During times of travel, it is necessary for my baby blanket to ride next to me on the airplane. To me, it has always been more than a piece of fabric or a blanket in the shape of a duck. It was my best friend who could not talk, therefore never judged me, criticized me, or let me down. As I grew up, my attachment deepened, and the longing grew. A connection to the innocence of your childhood even while growing up is essential. I became the girl who had to tear off a piece of her best friend every day to survive the days. No matter where I would be going; the pool, the store, or school, the piece came with me. It quickly became the reason my anxiety was reduced during a big exam or test at school, or to help me handle social situations and often allowed me to sleep at ease every night. One touch of this cloth would make me feel as if I was traveling to Narnia.

     What If one day it just disappeared? Life without it is unimaginable. Its absence would leave a void and create a sense of loss in my life. Nights would feel longer, anxiety would increase as would the lack of support. Without it, days would be unrecognizable and its absence would leave a reminder of the change. Yet, it could be the turning point to moving on. New relief, security, and attachments could be found but will never be the same. My fingers would feel empty daily and craved the emotional feeling of being at peace.

     Some may say that this is an exaggeration, but as of right now, I cannot see myself without this baby blanket in my life. Its presence has been a constant source of happiness and peace throughout so many years. While the thought of living without it is hard to visualize, it is a constant reminder of how simple attachments can mean so much in life and features the powerful impact that little things can make in life.