An ode to "Whaley"
This is “Whaley,” my favorite sweatshirt ever. First accidentally, then intentionally, it became the sweatshirt I feel most comfortable in.
I wear it when I’m extra happy; or when I’m walking into a difficult situation. I wear it when I want to - or need to - be just myself in a situation; it flows with my body, and therefore the world; not separating me from it, but accompanying me in it.
I wore it when my dad passed away, and I’ll be wearing it when my baby arrives.
Do you have a piece of clothing like Whaley? Share your ode to it!