Treasure Chest Thursday: Meet Dee, My Security Blanket

This is hard for me to admit to the whole genealogy blogosphere, but I was a little Linus.  I carried around this security blanket until it turned to absolute shreds.

It started out as one of those waffle-type blankets with the silky trim on it. Your basic baby blanket.  It had writing on it: “Everybody needs a little security”.  Could the words have been any more appropriate?

And as if that weren’t bad enough, I named the thing.  Dee.  Not sure what that was I was trying to say, but maybe “Dee” meant security in my infant language.:)

I used to sit with that blanket and rub the silky trim between my fingers – all the way around the blanket.  And around.  And around.

The coolness of the silky fabric soothed me.  In all honesty, I could probably sit and do that now on a stressful day and it would help relax me.:)

But I don’t.  It’s now in the cedar chest at the foot of my bed.  I pulled it out a couple of weeks ago, in order to take a picture of it. (Ok, so maybe I felt the silky trim for a moment or two, I admit it.)

I’m so embarrassed to show it here.  It doesn’t even resemble a blanket anymore.  It looks like some ancient artifact from 200 years ago.  In reality, it’s 34 years old (and hasn’t been touched in about the past 30).  That’s a lot of loving in 4 short years.  A lot.

Here is is, a ball of rags.

I had my daughter hold it up for a picture.  You can see that the trim is barely connected to the middle of the blanket anymore.

None of my kids sucked their thumbs or had special blankets they had to have around to sleep.  I was their security blanket – and lost a lot of sleep because of it.:)

Please tell me I’m not alone.  Did you have a security blanket too?  Or maybe a very worn stuffed animal?

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  • Dee Blakley - February 24, 2011 - 11:51 am

    I sucked my thumb. I don’t remember having a special “lovey,” blanket or stuffed animal or doll.

    But I think it is totally cool that you still have yours.ReplyCancel

  • cindy - February 25, 2011 - 10:39 am

    I didn’t have a “blankie”, but did have a very well worn stuffed doll and a few teddy bears. All of my 5 children used blankies, and all had a favorite one, used exclusively – the only one that would do when tired, cranky, sick etc. I have put all of them away for safe keeping (except for two that are still being used) – some are just in pieces at this point and one was lost at the age of 5 (i think it hurt me more than her). What a treasure that you’ve still got yours and I still have my doll and teddies as well. I hope my children find theirs to be just as much a treasure in later years.ReplyCancel

  • Jo Graham - March 4, 2011 - 2:48 am

    That’s a very well-loved blanket, Jen. I have a very faded teddy who is mostly bald as he has had his fur loved off. Mum used to make him new “jackets” to keep him together – he lost an eye at one point and we couldn’t get a matching one, so he has had odd eyes for 40+ years! Don’t tell anyone, but he lives in my underwear drawer :-) JoReplyCancel

  • Jamie Waters - November 3, 2011 - 10:22 am

    I had THIS same blankie and I loved it! I lost mine, leaving it in a hotel. I called later, but they said they didn’t find anything. So then my twin sent me hers, and I lost that one too on a business trip… leaving it in a hotel. :-( Thanks for posting the picture… it’s good to see “the old friend.” 😉ReplyCancel

    • Jen - November 4, 2011 - 8:56 pm

      Isn’t it the best blanket ever? I loved that thing to shreds. Sorry you lost yours. :(ReplyCancel

  • Bruce - November 17, 2012 - 3:06 pm

    I am 48 years old. I have my “Blankie” my Grandmother made for me for my fifth birthday. My birthday is in february, so it has a great big valentine heart on it. Also, on the heart is(I believe) the Kennel Ration pupy’s head drawn in black marker. At the time, I was intrigued with the dog. the rest of the blanket has (had) a light cotton, blue and grey square and medallion paisley pattern. This was sewn over a satin-edged fluffy blanket.
    This blanket was meant to replace my original “(yellow)blankie” which my Mother threw away in the garbage can (in front of me, with me wailing and crying)when I was four. I was kind of withdrawn after this, and I think that is why my Grandmother showed up on my fifth birthday with the new “Blankie”. Although shredded, and with the red heart being the major part remaining (the rest is a tangled “rope” I still sleep with it every night. I rup it up to my face, and I like the smell of it, especially when it is cold. It has always given me comfort, and soothed me in tough times. I has bullied a lot through my school years, and my “Blankie” was a soothing keepsake that when I needed it.
    I took the blanket with me when I traveled with my Aunt to San Diego when I was twelve and thirteen (she tried to get me to give it up too,(unsuccessfully). I took it with me on my parents’ boat when we went to the SanJuan Islands. I fear that it will be left behind or taken from me as some “filthy rag” when I die or have to go to a hospital or nursing home.
    I want to go to my grave with it.ReplyCancel

  • jayne - May 26, 2013 - 8:47 pm

    This was my blankie as well! Mine is literally in crumbs now. The pieces were put inside a pillow case and then it got tied shut. I used mine probably way longer than I should have but it was just a part of me. If I pulled mine out today I would still rub the binding just as you had. Mine is now almost 37 years old but still near to my heart! Thanks for sharing the pic and story!!!ReplyCancel

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