My mother in law used to make quilts. Hundreds of them over her lifetime. Old skool, by hand, method.
When our son was born she made a small quilt for him that had kitty’s all over it. Small, like maybe 24 inches by 36 inches, mostly light blue. With kitty’s. lol

Like Linus, our son always had that quilt close by when he was little. So much so that my wife had to distract him so she could put it in the washing machine due to being dragged around everywhere. After awhile it seemed like a weekly thing for her to break out the needle and thread to “fix up” the tattered thing. His “blanky” habit started waning when he was about 6 and one day blanky just disappeared and our son never noticed. He had moved on.

When spring rolls around my wife comes out of her winter cacoon and starts the new year. Washing windows inside and out, rolling up large rugs and hanging them over the railings, scrubbing all the wood floors down to base and then repolishing them, etc. And throwing stuff out.

Old people have a lot of stuff. T’was ever thus I suppose. And my wife hates clutter. Well, in the spring she hates clutter. But the rest of the year the clutter accumulates all over again….

Last week she was going through some boxes from the back of a closet and lo and behold there was our sons kitty blanky. She brought it out to my office and said, “Look what I found!” I looked, and asked, “What is it?”

Instantly, in her eyes, I saw a chasm of hurt, and daggers. In her mind it was impossible for me to not immediately recognize our son’s kitty blanky. But there I was, forgetting all over the place like a pro. Look, I hadn’t seen that thing since the 1980’s and there’s been a lot of water under the dilapidated bridge since then.

She said she was torn about whether to ditch it or put it back in the box. I sort of detected that she was asking rather than telling me something. I told her, “When in doubt, don’t do anything, otherwise you may regret it.”

Later at suppertime she said she put the kitty blanky back in the closet, but had 2 big bags of “stuff” she was going to sit out at the curb.