Ode to my Blanky

This is my "blanky". I have had it for 20 years and counting. I might add that it is very well traveled. It has been to the Bahamas several times, the US Virgin Islands, the British Virgin Islands, Canada, all over the east coast, down south, to college, to other colleges, to big cities and small towns; to lakes, oceans, and hotel pools. I post this because I am so very curious to see if any one else still has their "comfort" item from when they were a child. I know many of my girlfriends at school still have theirs, and my sister still has hers and many friends do. This blanket is always on my bed, and if I travel for an extended period of time it comes with me. Now, I wouldn't say I am attached (although 10 or more years ago, you could have said I was). I think that having it has become more of a "tradition" or a habit if anything.

I also remember leaving it at a resort in Florida when I was very young. My parents called the resort and they had not found it. Needless to say, I was heartbroken. But luckily my parents read a book to me very often before bedtime called, Owen. It was about a mouse who had a yellow blanket just like mine (although mine is not so yellow anymore, and not so blanket-like). He took it everywhere with him but he cut his blanket in half just in case something happened. Well, I decided that it would be a smart decision to cut my blanket in half and kept one half at home at all times. So luckily I still have a piece of blanket left! Did anyone else read this book when they were a child?
Have a fabulous day!
Yours,
sCe