My blanket is by far my favorite possession. I am so grateful that I have had it for so many years. This year, my blanket finally fell apart beyond my repair. A friend is in the process of fixing it. About 6 years, another friend of mine fixed up my blanket and made it a "heart". The heart is made up of all the different covers my blanket has had over nearly 4 decades. I'm so thankful that I have people in my life that can help me keep my blanket. My blanket is a reminder of my childhood. It's a reminder of all my joys as well as all my tears. My blanket is my comfort..