I've refused to put away 1 childish thing

I know that it is said that a mark of becoming an "adult" is to put away childish things. However, the rebellious streak in me has decided not to do so entirely. I figure if you have to grow old in years you can still always be young at heart. So I've kept a soft toy monkey. I keep it so that when I'm home at the end of a long day and I feel the need to hug something and at that moment there isn't a person around to hug, I can  give the monkey a small squeeze and feel good inside. I like that sense of comfort. I hope everyone feels a sense of comfort, whether they get that feeling from a person, pet or toy because everyone deserves to feel good inside.