Holding onto my blanket

Just to touch on what I was mulling over yesterday, I want to address my security blanket. Over the past few days, I have truly searched my heart to find what I could do to bring a more complete relationship into my life. I realized that nothing around me is going to change. The change has to come from me. And this applies to every relationship that I am unhappy with. I have to do some things differently. With that, I was contemplating throwing away my "security blanket". In this day and age, where even the smallest joy is a treasure to find, we have to take it where we can get it. Hell, our friendship isn't hurting anyone. We are the parents of a beautiful 17 year old young lady, and we maintained a true friendship. I love that my girl knows that regardless of if mommy and daddy aren't together, they can still laugh and giggle together. I love that in spite of being teen aged parents, we did a very good job. And this was because we worked together. Don't get me wrong, there was a lot of cursing and fighting at first. But after we took our relationship out of the equation, we did pretty good. I can remember our ritual to go Christmas shopping and out to dinner afterward. I remember the kids birthday parties, where he was first to come, and last to leave. There were school functions where we all piled in like one big happy nuclear family and booed the away teams, and rooted for the home team. There were also funerals where we grieved our loved ones together and tried to explain it to the children the best we could while holding our own composure. I think of all of these things, and so many more, and wonder what kind of healthy relationship would call for me to cut off a person who has been with me through it all. The world can be cruel and life can get tough. I pride myself on being able to roll with the punches, but we all need that security blanket sometime. And as long as it works, and is available, I think it's ok for us to keep them near.