Our disposable society has a lot of downside and excess baggage that comes with it. I believe we lose so much these days because we are too quick to discard what we once held dear. Whether it be friends or family or spouse, everything these days is dispensable. Commitment and vows seem to be archaic confinements in this generation. We seem to forget that in relationships we will have differences; things that may hurt deeply, but forgiveness is always a part of life. Without forgiveness, we will go on repeating our same mistakes and adding more and more baggage to our life’s load.
She tells me it’s time to throw it out
Faded and worn // button missing
But to me it is something special
A security blanket of sorts
Putting on this old shirt is like
putting on a hug
*
Just like a long-time friend
with all our quirks and flaws
We are something special
A security blanket of sorts
Having you as a friend is like
putting on a hug
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
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I so get you as I repurpose many items here so we do not have to let go. It is the memories I cherish.
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When we throw away people, we throw away the memories as well.
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❤
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This is such an heartwarming post, and I thank you for it.
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Thank you Liz! I love my shirt! …and my friends!!
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You’re welcome, Dwight!
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Aw, this brought tears to my eyes. 🙂 Such truth and so heart-touching, Dwight! We can all relate!
You know I’m all about hugs, so I love your poem! You are so right about well-seasoned shirts AND friends! 🙂
I hope you get to keep your shirt! Quick, go hide it! 😉 😛
HUGS!!! 🙂
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Wise words, Dwight. Being comfortable in a shirt, like being comfortable with a friend, takes time. Why would anyone be quick to throw it away? Time lost can never be replaced, at least not in this lifetime.
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You are so right about this! Thank you very much!
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Awwww, I love this post!
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I had to smile when I read this poem. It reminded me of my younger son who refused to let me throw out a favorite worn shirt of his adolescent days. He didn’t describe it as “putting on a hug,” but I can understand his feeling much better now 🙂
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Yes, exactly! I came up this this in a passing comment this morning! It struck me as a great line , so I sat down and created the first verse… later came back and added the parallel verse.
Thank you so much for reading and commenting.
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So true, every bit.
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yes!! Thanks Lisa.
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You’re welcome.
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I often have the same problem.
When my beloved holds up a much
loved holey t-shirt and declares it’s
time to throw the thing out, it is like
I’m being presented with a choice
… “It’s either me or the t-shirt?!” 🤔
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Ha Ha… hopefully you have been able to come to a compromise! I know the feeling!
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Compromise is a must when you’ve
ran out of places to hide all your old
t-shirts 😎
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I am sure it is!!
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Somehow maybe it’s a result of shallow relationships that build up nowadays. Social networks are replacing real life touchpoints, a like on social media even from an unknown person starts getting so important, to the point where friends and likes have become just numbers. Just about anyone becomes a friend, just by requesting 🙂. In real life friends don’t happen so easily, I remember at least two friends of mine whom I despised the first few days because they were so outspoken, brash and so different from my train of thoughts. Till I started seeing more into their minds and found traits which I liked more, and then slowly their loud words also started looking funny, and now they are both my best buddies. Kind of like a new shirt isn’t it, crisp with tags and stitches inside which might cause inconveniences the first few days till we keep wearing them and our bodies and the shirts both adapt to each other and become so comfortable with each other that it becomes difficult to discard it even when it’s old and worn out, we build that personal rapport with that shirt. I have many of those and my wife has a hard time convincing me to let go every time ☺️
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Your wonderful response is so on target with what I was hoping to convey! Yes, the blog has become my friend circle during this time of covid. And you are right in that making real friends takes work and connection. Thank you so much, Deb, for you very insightful comment on this simple poem! I am glad you found a way to stay connected with our friends even though you are very different personalities!
Dwight
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A truth beautifully expressed
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Thank you Derrick. There is nothing like an old shirt!
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Closing line…magic 💜
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Thank you very much for your comment!
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this post struck a responsive chord with so many of us as the comments above attest
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Thank you so much!
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Deep Dwight. I think this is reminiscent of all aspects of our life as you said, that we sometimes wish we could push our “Default” button to go back and revisit…even if it is an old chipped favorite mug missing its handle! 😉
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Thank you Kym. Yes, it could go many directions. Ruth has her favorite blouse as well!! LOL
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What a heartfelt post, Dwight! I think many can relate to something that is reminiscent of our comfort zone.
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You are right about that! Thank you Eugenia!
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An excellent piece that will surely resonate with many 👏👏👏
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Thank you… we all have our favorites!
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Oh indeed we certainly do 😊
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Yes, that’s a good looking shirt Dwight. 🙂 – and bravo to forgiveness.
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Thank you Peter. I agree!! :>)
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I agree with you, Dwight, we dispose of others too quickly. Forgiveness is essential. Peace&Love, Jason
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Thank you. It is sad to see people and relationships discarded so easily!
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Agreed! You express this so beautifully and heartfelt.
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Thank you Lucy! This one is straight out of the closet!! :>)
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Beautiful write Dwight – such tender clarity here – that so simply and artfully illuminates the essence of the human experience… Thanks so much
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Thank you Scott! There is nothing like an old shirt!
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This is such a beautiful message, Dwight! It can be easy to call it quits when times get hard, but if you push on through the hard times you can build a beautiful lifetime friendship like the one you describe.
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Yes and very worthwhile in the end! Thank you Ingrid!
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I love the thoughtfulness of this and the analogy of the old shirt and the hug… Yes, I have those pieces of clothing and those old friends, too. Comforting, isn’t it? ❤
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Yes, and only we really understand their meaning!
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…unless we share the story of their meaning with someone else. Sounds like a good blog topic. Picture and old shirt that you can’t bear to part with… and tell us the story!
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It really took off with my friends on Facebook!
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I’m so glad to hear that!! ❤
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Oh Dwight, you old devil, you touched on some very tender stressors. Remember when appliances lasted 25 years, when televisions could be fixed with new tubes bought at the hardware store, where made in the USA meant something? Disposable indeed.
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Ha Ha! Thanks Glenn, I am glad this one tickled a nerve!! Yes I do remember all of that and more. And after the depression our parents saved every little thing from used tin foil, to cans, jars, rubber bands, and plastic bags! Those were the days.
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what a delightful idea, our favourites are like putting on a “HUG”, such a delightful way of expressing it!
And you are so right about relationships and forgiveness, great wisdom.
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Thank you Kate. That is exactly what it felt like to me when I put it on the other day! My wife just rolls her eyes and tells me it is ready for the rag bag!! Oh no no no!! Not yet!
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lol my dad refused to dispose of a worn out purple suit, so we buried him in it … hoping he felt the hug!
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That is beautiful!
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🙂 felt his smile as I dressed him!
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:>)
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I have to keep a balance here… sometimes I really need something now, and then the old has to go…
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I think it is easy to grow attached to our favorite items!
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It seems like appliances now are built to be disposable. They don’t last like they used to.
But your verse is touching. I have an old sweatshirt of my father’s. I wore it the other day–even with holes in it.
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How nice! What a great memory! Thank you for your comment!
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You’re very welcome, Dwight!
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I resonate strongly with this one! There is something comforting about old clothes isn’t there? 🙂
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That is lovely and yes clothes that mean more than passing fashion.
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Clothes one keeps indefinitely are very special to the owner! Thank you.
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