“YTA, I am sorry that you don’t understand the value of a ‘blanket.’ I (60f) still have the baby blanket that I slept with for a long time. It helped during some traumatic times in my life, and my husband’s terrible car accident that left him disabled. My sons, as they grew, had their own security blankets. My blanket has pretty much fallen apart and lives with my pillow in a zippered pillowcase. When I die, I have asked it be cremated with me. As far as I know, I am a pretty normal adult.”