Name something you lost or gave away that can never be replaced.
MY VIRGINITY!!!
Oh come on. You must have seen that one coming. No? Shame on you!
Well, been as that is far, far too easy, that’s not what I’m going to talk about. After all, my virginity is something I very gladly gave away and its not possible to get it back or replace it. But since I’m fairly certain people at work occasionally read this blog (including my manager?) I’m not going to talk about that. I think that would be a hint of TMI.
No, the thing I lost (and I did lose it, rather than give it away) was a pillow.
This isn't quite it, but the cushion kinda-sorta looked like this. The lace around the edges was white on my one and the red was certainly a bit more faded from all the travelling it had done over the years.
I had it with me on a bus one day – I think we were going to the swimming pool, or something similar – and I remember getting off the bus and walking a short way with Mum before realising that the cushion wasn’t under my arm.
I was absolutely gutted! My own little heart was crushed when I realised that the bus was gone, and we couldn’t chase it down and I’d probably never see my cushion again. Bless my mother, I’m sure she did actually try to track it down by visiting the bus station lost and found, but it just never showed up.
*sniffle*
I don’t know how long she tried looking for me, but I’m glad that she did. Its just one of those small ways that she showed she cared, even if, ultimately, in the grand scheme of the universe, it was a small and silly thing. I wonder if she remembers….
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