She also had two very special blankets. I made her the pink one in the picture up there before she was born and she took it everywhere. It had rabbits on it. She had some very special blankets. One she wore thread bare when she was in her early 20s, that was burgundy plaid and quite large, I think it was king size, it was torn so many times we dubbed it "Frankenblankee" for all it's scars. she couldn't bear to throw it away so I kept sewing it up for her. The last time I went to see her in Texas a few weeks before she died she took it out and asked me to fix it for her so I brought it home to figure out what to do with it. It's still in the box she sent it home in.
She got really attached to inanimate objects and it was cute. She gave things personality as if it spilled over from her into her stuffed animals and blankets. Everything bumped up a level or two and became "special" just because she willed it to and it meant something to her. It became more than it was before she became a part of it. I started listening for their voices. It took me a while to give in and believe it was possible. If you try you can hear them too. I don't think it's imagination either. The feelings and the love just radiates from certain things.
In the movie Dispicable Me the little girl falls in love with a stuffed Unicorn and squeals "It's so FLUFFY I could DIE" well Taryn loved that movie. She and I went together to Los Angeles to be on a television show in October of 2014 and while we were there we went to Universal Studios gift shop and there it was. That same unicorn and she did a little hop and squealed and hugged it. I felt how giddy with joy she was, I couldn't help it, here was my 25 year old daughter having a moment with a stuffed unicorn. It was precious. It was also outrageously over priced too, just like everything in Hollywood. She put it back and we looked around some more and walked out of the shop and strolled into some other stores. I made some lame excuse to go somewhere while she was looking around at another store and doubled back to get the unicorn for her. I'll never forget that look on her face. She lit up like the 4th of July when she saw it. She said "I knew you'd get it for me!!!" I love that memory so much. Her beautiful face and her brilliant smile. She hugged and rocked it like a little baby. It's things like that that make me ache inside sometimes. I just long to see it again. Like a favorite movie scene that you can't get enough of or a song that gets stuck in your head. I want more.
I wish I had done more things with her. Traveled together more. I wanted to go to Paris together and see some beautiful things in the world. The few times we did travel together it was always so fun. She told me I snored like a freight train though so I felt bad sharing a room with her. It was amazing to do things together.
I did see the one thing in the world that was the most beautiful thing it ever contained. The eighth wonder, Her.
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