My heart instantly soared and I felt a little flutter... I may have actually gasped. HOLLY HOBBIE!
When I was little, perhaps a wee six or seven years old, I went to some gathering with my mom's work. There was a drawing to win various prizes.
My name was called... What did I win? I won a Holly Hobbie doll! Being insanely shy there was no way I was going to go up there to claim it. My mom's friend went up to get it and when she handed me that doll I remember the feeling that it was all I ever needed in life.
I loved her rosy cheeks. I loved her calico dress and bonnet. I loved that her hair was brown like mine and that it was braided... not like mine. I would look at her and hug her and trace her eyebrows, smile and each freckle with my little finger. She was beautiful in my eyes. I loved my Holly Hobbie doll.
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