Blog Prompt: Tell about an imaginary friend that you had when you were growing up. If you didn’t have one, tell about one you would have liked to have.
I don’t recall having an imaginary friend. I had my brother and my dolls to play with. I remember talking to them and using them in my everyday life of acting like a mom and they were my babies. The picture shows me with one of my many. BTW, the rocking chair is still in the family. It was my dads, then mine, then my brothers, then my sons and now to my nephew. It has truly been loved.
I don’t think I would’ve needed one back then. I enjoyed things the way they were.