Yesterday's prompt got lost in the day so I'm just doing two today. The first is "justify one thing you've kept that you know you should get rid of but can't." This is easy. My doll, Molly, who is no longer a doll but rather a rag. So here it is. The justification.
Molly
She has my secrets in every inch of her stained fabric. If I were to throw her away I would lose the memories of not just the tears, but the joy. In every year of my life she stood by me. Silent and unjudging, she's been a friend in all the dark times. To ask me to justify Molly is to ask me to justify myself. A best friend, a cuddle buddy, and a simple comfort to me her skin doesn't matter. She might no longer be pretty but she is my memories.
I might not need her in my grasp at every moment anymore but I would like to keep her by my side. I justify her by the memories built into her, not by money worth. She is a friend as sure as the people in my life are.
Molly
She has my secrets in every inch of her stained fabric. If I were to throw her away I would lose the memories of not just the tears, but the joy. In every year of my life she stood by me. Silent and unjudging, she's been a friend in all the dark times. To ask me to justify Molly is to ask me to justify myself. A best friend, a cuddle buddy, and a simple comfort to me her skin doesn't matter. She might no longer be pretty but she is my memories.
I might not need her in my grasp at every moment anymore but I would like to keep her by my side. I justify her by the memories built into her, not by money worth. She is a friend as sure as the people in my life are.
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