This year my family gave me a gift, that brought back a lot of memories. On my birthday they went out to the mall, so I could have a few hours of “me time”, and they came back with a Teddy that had a heartbeat and said “Happy Birthday Mommy”.
It immediately took me back to two very special memories I have. One was a bear that I had gotten from my Grandparents when I was about 2 years old. I loved that Teddy and it had to go everywhere I went. He looked like this bear.
So when we left Germany to go to PNG it was with me in Boarding School and it came with me when I had to leave PNG early to go back to Germany. By that time his fur was pretty worn, but he always gave me the feeling of being safe. At some point he lost one of his eyes, but that didn’t matter to me. Sadly I do not know what happened to this very loved bear. I am suspecting that when my parents came back from Overseas and we moved that it got tossed because it looked a little “old”.
The other memory I associated with my new bear was one from Boarding School as well. After School in the afternoon the staff and teacher that worked there offered activities like learning how to play the guitar, do woodwork, learn how to batik or play the recorder. I remember one time one of our matrons offered a reading club. I knew I wanted to join that immediately. I loved books, always had some under my pillow for “midnight reading” with my flashlight hoping not to get caught. So when I got to the first meeting she told us that she had picked a few books of the series “A Bear Called Paddington (1958)” (written by Michael Bond and illustrated by Peggy Fortnum and other artists)
I enjoyed those afternoons listening to someone read the story, laying on a blanket watching the clouds go by and imagine yourself living Paddingtons stories. Sometimes we would share his favorite snacks while reading. I lived through those adventures with him, it wiped away the sadness for a little while, made being homesick a little less heavy.
My family named my new bear “Fuzzy” and it has a cute little dress. During the day she sits on my bed. At night times my youngest one will grab her and cuddle up with Fuzzy and push her chest every once in a while to hear her heart beat. Isn’t she cute?
I see it coming that this bear will be “owned” by my youngest for a little while longer. That makes me happy. I really miss the bear that I received from my Grandparents at a young age, but this Fuzzy is a wonderful reminder of all my Teddy memories and is just as significant.
These are my Teddy Zibbet finds
(just click on the individual picture and it will take you to the corresponding shop)
Slipping away into memory lane here, just looking at all those cute Teddies.
Here are some I found on Etsy: (this link will take you to the Treasury)
A few months ago I stumbled over the DVD from Paddington Bear. And I couldn’t help myself I had to bring it home. The whole family sat down and watched the movie. Often somebody would talk during movie time in this house. But this time it was so quiet and you could see tears getting wiped away here and there. It might be a simple movie but it held a ton of memories for myself and made new ones for my kids.
Here a little teaser for you, if you haven’t seen it yet.
I want to wish you a wonderful day with lots of good old and new memories!