An Old Friend
The Man of the House and I set up joint housekeeping two years ago. It was a stressful, busy time. Most of my things went into storage. Until we buy OUR house most of my dishes, books and mementos will remain boxed up.
Yesterday I was hanging up the laundry when I spotted an old friend on the top closet shelf. In spite of the hustle and bustle of the move I’d kept him safe. But then I guess I forgot all about it.
This is Teddy my first teddy bear. Grandma gave him to me about 40 years ago. (It seems impossible that it was that long ago!) As you can see he’s lived a good life for a teddy bear and has been well loved.
And he still is!
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