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I have finally given up my favorite, feather "piwow" that I've carried around since I was a wee little girl. The pillow is unbelievably snuggly and somehow stays cool on my cheek throughout the night. My mom's mom made the pillow and it was my version of Linus' blanket.

-I drug my pillow with me to every room of my house as a small child.
-My pillow participated in many a pillow fight during my middle school years.
-My pillow went to college in the Piney Woods of East Texas.
-My pillow almost traveled on a 2-month honeymoon-backpacking-trek across Europe, but my husband insisted we pack light.

It took buying a new Sleep Number bed with memory foam pillows for me to finally separate from my favorite, feather pillow. I have now passed it down to my daughter. Having admitted to such an attachment, I doubt I could separate my kids from any objects they may form an attachment with. Currently, neither of my children are attached to anything-pacifier, blanket or stuffed animal. But, they are still very young. I wonder if I'll soon be frantically searching for my son's favorite teddy so he can go to sleep or if I'll nostalgically watch my daughter as she carries her favorite, feather pillow to her first sleepover...