I am stuck in this place where the sunlight of tomorrow shines so bright upon my face, but the grey pall of yesterday is a weight that makes it hard to move, to breathe.

I want with my whole heart to be the person that people love: bouncy, ebullient, sweet, the flouncy sharing tree-hugging hippie goddess,
and i think i am her, or, i almost was…

But today today i am Eeyore and it is not a cute cartoon or story.
I am a little piece of cloth that could have been a quilt. But instead, i’m a dirty piece of fabric, that may have once been a dress worn by a queen.

I am now dirty and tattered and my pattern is barely marked.
There are no laundering skills that can make me clean enough for it not to be obvious.

What good is fabric that is too worn to even service as a patch?

8 thoughts on “Raggedy Ann

  1. *skish*

    Honestly thinking a similar thing yesterday, and my own need to lay to rest so many others’ expectations of me to be a shiny happy people.

    I’m really not. There are moments, but they are “lost in the rain.” I am who I need to be, and in that I will find my place.

    Eeyore has always been my favourite. ❤

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  2. You’ve become real and you are beautiful.


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    The Velveteen Rabbit Quotes
    The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams Bianco
    The Velveteen Rabbit
    by Margery Williams Bianco
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    Real isn’t how you are made,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.’

    ‘Does it hurt?’ asked the Rabbit.

    ‘Sometimes,’ said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. ‘When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.’

    ‘Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,’ he asked, ‘or bit by bit?’

    ‘It doesn’t happen all at once,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”
    Margery Williams Bianco, The Velveteen Rabbit

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  3. You’ve become real and you are beautiful

    “Real isn’t how you are made,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.’

    ‘Does it hurt?’ asked the Rabbit.

    ‘Sometimes,’ said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. ‘When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.’

    ‘Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,’ he asked, ‘or bit by bit?’

    ‘It doesn’t happen all at once,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”
    Margery Williams Bianco, The Velveteen Rabbit

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  4. Scraps, bits, and small mended corners are the truest and most beautiful things there are sometimes.

    Sending all my love to you whether it’s happy bubbly you or despairing you or any you there may be.

    You are amazing. And you are worthy. And you are loved.

    MrsV

    (PS: WORDPRESS is being an absolute Fiat engine today. Sorry if you get like five separate comments on this, all basically saying the same thing!) ❤️

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