The Gray T-Shirt

I have to say I am not a nightgown gal. never really have been. I do not like them. I wear some yummy P.J.'s to bed. Flannel pj pants that i bought Dan a few years ago.(which he never got to wear because I started to.) and YES they are flannel, which to some may sound funny living in south west FL, but they are worn and cozy that even in the hot months, we have the air on, they just feel so good against my skin. I also have a favorite t-shirt that I wear too. You know the kind that is worn out and soft...just to be cozy.

After my dad passed my mom gave Dan a bunch of my dad's old gray t-shirts that my dad use to wear all the time. He had stacks of them. I cannot tell you WHEN he bought them and WHERE he bought them, but some of them were still in thier orriginal plastic. My dad was a pack rat and I THINK thats where I get it from. But mom handed them to Dan. We washed them and Dan started to wear them. They are GREAT. He loved them. When I told mom how much Dan loved the shirts, the very next day mom left another stack of them at our front door.

One evening I was having a bad night missing my dad. Dan suggested that I put on one of the gray tshirts that he has of my dad's to sleep in, then I would feel close to him and always have him around me. Oh I hemmed and hawed over the suggestion because they are Dan's shirts and not mine... than Dan says, "oh honey, you know how this works, whats yours is yours, whats mine is yours." He was right. I put on dad's old gray t-shirt, and I felt a little better. Plus it is so comfortable. for months now i have been wearing this shirt to bed. It's all stretched out and the holes that it arrived in ae starting to get bigger. This is a bit discouraging to me because i know that someday I will have to retire the gray t-shirt and move on to something else. I am sure in time I will be okay w/ it, but for now the thought of giving it up just makes me sad. I know that Dan has more gray shirts, but it was this ONE that he gave to me that made that night so much better. So for now, since I cannot pick up the phone and hear my dad's voice bellow out... "MELISSAH" I have his shirt around me each night. It's the best gray t-shirt.