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Getting rid of my favorite stuffy was part of growing. The love and memories are not lost even though the physical object moved on.

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Not afraid to admit I never got rid of mine. Doing so would feel like throwing out a part of my soul. To me they are rich characters with inner lives.

i still have mine, and he’s going to be with me until i die. either he gets passed on to a different family member or i want to be buried with him.

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