About 20 years ago, my high school friend went to Disney World with her family. She bought me a towel. Not just any towel, but a Little Mermaid towel.
The Little Mermaid is one of my all-time favourite Disney movies. When I purchased the VHS tape when I was 16, my friend best friend over at Moments of Clarity and I watched it daily, often while eating these delicious, pure fat, chocolate chip bars we made in the microwave.
I could recite The Little Mermaid word by word – although my niece would tell you I am doing it wrong.
I was estatic to receive this towel in the ’90s. For the first many years, I didn’t use it. Instead I attached it to the ceiling in my room so I slept under Ariel and crew nightly.
Once I went to college, I began using the towel, which has accompanied me on more moves then I have fingers for.
Fast forward to the 2000s and my beautiful Little Mermaid towel has dried its last body.
I have realized the end of its life was coming for some time. But when I used it last week, I realized it was time to let it go. No longer bright and fluffy, it’s now faded, almost see-through and holey.
Thank you, Barb, for my beautiful towel. Towel, you’re still my favourite, but it’s time to say goodbye.
On a happier note, last weekend my boys wore matching sweatpants and slippers (requested by our guy) and went for walk and picked flowers. It was lovely Sunday morning.
8 comments:
Hello I am visiting from SITS, I love this story and totally understand it is hard to say good bye but you have to do what you have to do…
Funny how things like that are hard to let go of.
I still have my own versions of "the towel" around. Memories and sweet gestures from the past that I just can't seem to part with!
Stopping by from SITS,
Tori
So THAT's the towel story! Aw. Sorry you have to let it go.
Oh, oh, oh. I don't know what to say. Sorry about the towel. That's pretty sad :( It's like letting go of a piece of childhood. I remember those days well...I think I still have the recipe! Mmmmmm, I should make some of those! I also remember much of the words. R was saying poisson one morning (I don't know why) and I broke out in song...Les Poissons, Les Poissons how I love Les Poissons......He thought I was crazy!
Now I feel sad for that poor towel. It traveled with you for so long!
All things must come to an end but sounds like you enjoyed your towel to it's sweet ending. And very sweet pictures!
So are you keeping a special little square of it, for the memories?
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