So, yes. You have read the title right...I have unfortunately lost one of my stuffies. Not any stuffie, one of many stuffies daddy got me!!
I know that I’m most likely not the only regressor that has lost a VERY important stuffie, so I thought I would share my story in hopes to find peace with the fact that she is forever gone.
As most of my followers know, I had taken a long trip to see daddy. 13 hrs, 2 different hotels, and a cottage later...and you would of guessed right if you thought it would be lost in ONE of those places.
I got home on the Friday of Oct, 20th, unpacked and didn’t think too much UNTIL that night. I went to go grab her, as most of us do, and head to bed. But, she wasn’t on my bed, in my bag, under my furniture, or wrapped up in my sheets.
Now the panic starts, the fear of where she might be, the fear that daddy would be upset (he wasn’t), and the fear of nightmares. Since daddy had gotten her, I hadn’t suffered with as many nightmares, and that is what scared me the most.
11Pm and I finally curled back on my bed, crying at the thought of her being gone. I messaged daddy, not expecting him to answer so late because he would be in bed for school the next day, but to my surprise he answered in less then 3 minutes. He asked what was wrong, made sure I was okay, and told me to grab Wilma (my ty beanie boo that he got me awhile ago) so I did just that, trying to put the thought of my lost stuffie aside for the night, but as you can imagine it was very hard.
The next day, we called every last place we were and no luck. And as much as I’m sad about it, I know that even if I don’t find her I’ll be okay. Stuffies are our friends, but even friends go away sometimes, BUT know that even if they do, that doesn’t mean they don’t still love us ☺️ imagine where they may be, close your eyes and think about the castles they may be living in, the forests they have built their home in, or even the beautiful planet they made for themselves. Never think about the negative side of it. It’s okay to lose a stuffie, and please don’t beat yourself up for it. Think about the happy times, and never forget it.
One day, you will be patched up, and it won’t hurt so much, I’m going throw that healing process right now, and I can tell you it DOES get better ❤️❤️