Definitely the stuffed bear. Very nice vignette, Mary. Thanks for sharing.
I particularly liked this part:
t was then I knew that this was true love.
We've only grown closer over the months. Those little hugs...those moments snuggled up to her in bed, just watching her sleep...I live for those. I'm the one who she turns to when she's crying and doesn't want anyone else to know. I comfort her when she's lonely. I'm even there when she needs to rant and scream and let her anger out on *someone*, *anyone*.
That's the best thing about stuffed animals - cuddly when you want 'em to be and a good listening ear. I'm reliving my childhood here. <sigh> Is it pathetic to admit that?
BJ
