Friday, October 2, 2015

Alexa Palmisano
10/1/15
Period 4

Sacredness of the Ordinary

The most beautiful things can be found in the most ordinary places. When I was born, my grandmother knit me a blanket. To many it probably just looks like it is old, worn out and worthless. To me it is the opposite of that. It is small, light green, and extremely soft. It may be old, but it is worn out for good reasons only. To this day, every night I’ve sleep with it beside me in my bed. When I was little I remember carrying it around with me wherever I went. Vacations, sleepovers, and just about anywhere that was away from home, you’d see me dragging it along behind me. I felt the need to bring it everywhere because I became so attached to it at such an early age. My grandmother knit not only mine, but both of my sisters’ blankets too. Also, all of my cousins have a blanket of hers, and each time a new baby is born in my family, she knits one for them to keep as well. They all love their blankets just as much as I love mine. Each blanket is similar but different in it’s own special way.
I can’t even begin to explain how special my blanket is to me. I’ve had it my whole life and will  never let it go. It is so important to me mainly because one of the most amazing and special people in my life handmade it for me out of love. Knowing that one day I will have to live without my grandmother beside me is one of the most heart breaking thoughts ever, but this blanket will forever be a reminder of her and the love we shared.
My blanket is one of the most meaningful objects in my life, and it will be forever. Other people may not fully understand why it is so important to me, but I do. The amount of love and memories knitted into this little blanket will always remind me of my childhood and grandmother. True beauty comes from within. No matter how ragged and dirty it may look on the outside, the memories it holds are beyond beautiful.

Everyone has something that is special and means a lot to them in their life, and for me it is this blanket. It has been in my life since the day I was born, and I will continue to cherish it until the day I die.

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