![I’ve been meaning to post this for a while and a was reminded to do so after posting a similar story on The Mary Sue. I got an email a few months ago that said, “I have a picture of the most adorable little girl sitting on a big chair holding a bunny rabbit. My daughter [redacted] was in [the] hospital in New York in 1985. We met a little girl named Jill and she fell in love with [redacted’s] bunny rabbit that wiggled it’s nose. When we came home we mailed a rabbit to Jill. I need to know if this little girl is you.”
It was.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. This pink bunny rabbit was one of my FAVORITE toys growing up but I never knew its origin. As soon as I read the message I cried because I realized I met this woman and her daughter while I was in the hospital being diagnosed with Muscular Dystrophy (Spinal Muscular Atrophy) when I was 2 & 1/2. (So you can see why I wouldn’t remember.) My mother had sent her the photo after we received the package and had written my name on the back. A quick google search allowed her to find my blog. She wrote, “as soon as I saw your picture I knew it was you.”
I knew immediately we had to dig up the bunny (which also made a guest appearance in a store window in 1987’s Adventures in Babysitting) and recreate the shot. The best part was, my parents still owned the rocking chair I was sitting in as well.
You can’t begin to imagine what this all meant to me. And in case you ere wondering, yes, the bunny’s nose and ears still wiggle.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8ysa1W7vS1qks3c7o1_1280.jpg)
I’ve been meaning to post this for a while and a was reminded to do so after posting a similar story on The Mary Sue. I got an email a few months ago that said, “I have a picture of the most adorable little girl sitting on a big chair holding a bunny rabbit. My daughter [redacted] was in [the] hospital in New York in 1985. We met a little girl named Jill and she fell in love with [redacted’s] bunny rabbit that wiggled it’s nose. When we came home we mailed a rabbit to Jill. I need to know if this little girl is you.”
It was.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. This pink bunny rabbit was one of my FAVORITE toys growing up but I never knew its origin. As soon as I read the message I cried because I realized I met this woman and her daughter while I was in the hospital being diagnosed with Muscular Dystrophy (Spinal Muscular Atrophy) when I was 2 & 1/2. (So you can see why I wouldn’t remember.) My mother had sent her the photo after we received the package and had written my name on the back. A quick google search allowed her to find my blog. She wrote, “as soon as I saw your picture I knew it was you.”
I knew immediately we had to dig up the bunny (which also made a guest appearance in a store window in 1987’s Adventures in Babysitting) and recreate the shot. The best part was, my parents still owned the rocking chair I was sitting in as well.
You can’t begin to imagine what this all meant to me. And in case you ere wondering, yes, the bunny’s nose and ears still wiggle.
