I suppose that if there was anything that I should let go of but can't bring myself to, it would be my stuffed toy collection. I've been collecting stuffed toys since I was able to walk, really, and I haven't let a single one of them go.
Each one of those plushes has found its way to me in one way or another. Never have I actually gone out for the purpose of buying them, it's more like fate brought them to me.
Some are gifts from relatives who've fought in wars in far away lands. Others are passed down through the generations. Some of them are hellos and goodbyes from friends and family come and gone, and one is a gift from a small child I helped who'd gotten lost at carnival once.
I really should let them go, the collection is getting quite big...but each one is a precious memory that I'm just not ready to give up yet. One day I will, I'll donate them to children who need their love more than I, but until then, just let me keep my treasures a little while longer.
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