"BEAR"

Meet "Bear!" While I am sure you are thinking "What the Hell?' "Bear," is a very large part of our family. When my son Patrick, was born "bear" arrived in a basket of flowers. From then on, he went everywhere we went! EVERYWHERE!!! "Bear" is now seventeen, he has been bathed once! And that, as I recall, was one of the biggest mistakes I ever made! Patrick was three, and while at preschool one day my Mother and I decided to throw "bear" into the washer. "What the Hell!" Patrick got in the car asked for his "bear" and went crazy! When we got home he put him in the dirt and stepped all over him! You see, it is not just the feel of "bear" it is the SMELL! Which, so you know is ass!! Seventeen is very painful for me. I miss that little boy who went nowhere without his "bear" There is such an empty feeling inside of me. I sometimes go into the closet where "Bear" now resides, and smell him. "What the Hell" right? Somehow, I now get it! He is and always will be part of the family. And like "Bear" I will forever miss that little boy who never went anywhere without him. I LOVE YOU FOREVER, PATRICK! MOM XOXO