Meet Sgt. Tonkin, the latest camouflage bear, he is so well disguised that you cannot make out his face, but beleive me he has one.
He has gone off to make his new owner happy. Bears are so much more to their owners than just another stuffed toy. Most of my bears are owned by grown ups, even some in their 80's.
On the subject of older people, a friend from San Diego sent me this~~~
FOR KEEPS!
It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy. All that re-fixing, re-heating,renewing, I wanted just once to be wasteful. Waste means affluence. Throwing away things meant You knew there'd always be more.
But then my husband died, and on theat clear,cold morning, in the warmth of our bedroom, I was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't any more. No more hugs, no more special moments to celebrate together, no more "just one minute." Sometimes, what we care about gets all used up and goes away...never to return, before we can say good-bye, say "I love you."
So..while we have it...it's best we love it...and care for it...and fix it when it's broken...and heal it when it's sick. This is true...for marrage...and old cars...and children with bad report cards...and dogs with bad hips and aging parents and grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, Because we are worth it.
4 comments:
The little bear is so special! :) I'm glad you could post the picture!
I had the idea of making some bears out of some of my mom's old clothes.( as keepsakes for family members)
We lost mom 3 years ago!
I saved the material but haven't done the bears yet! :(
I should make that my project for Christmas gifts this year!
The Sarge looks a bit relaxed, should be standing to attention shouldn't he?
Hi Jacqui ~~ Your bear looks great. I
know what you mean about oldies liking
them. I bought a nice bear for Auntie
Pearl, she loved it and after she died, I gave it to Dad. Now I have it, and I'm not planning on dying justyet
Loved the item you posted and have
printed it. Peter and John would say:
"Naturally she PRINTED it." It is good, Jacqui - thanks for sharing it.
Love, Merle.
Jacqui (and Merle)
My sons' dad died a little over 19 years ago after a five year illness.
We must never, ever, fail to tell people how much they mean to us. I'm always grateful I had the time to do that.
Not everyone does.
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