Childlike
I'm going to come clean. I've got a big revelation for the blogosphere... i still sleep with a teddy. Not just any teddy, mind you. I've had him all my life. Literally. But before you judge me, call me infantile, call me childish, call me immature, let me defend myself.
For starters, he's sentimentally attached to me. I've had him since i was born and he's been 'Dankin' ever since (my sister had a little trouble reading 'Duncan' from his name tag). The perfect size for a cuddle, his worn brown teddy-fur is always nice and cozy. He's the perfect guy to listen to any woes - most definately, he's the best listener i know. No judgments from him!
Danks keeps me from growing up too fast. I know my mum slept with her teddy until she married dad (maybe it's hereditary?) and i'm not saying that that's my plan too, but he's definately a strong connection to my childhood. In times where things are changing so fast that the world is really just a blur, having an anchor to the uncomplicated times of youth is like a safety net. When i cry into his fur, he's the only one who will know and i promise you all, he can keep a secret better than anyone.
It's going to be a sad day when (and if, because i plan to avoid it indefinately) he gets too old to safely make it through the night without losing a leg, or an ear, as a toss and turn in my sleep. God forbid that day comes, i can assure him pride of place on the mantle, or the dresser, or somewhere where he won't be out of sight and mind. But when that happens, i make no promises that i won't be as much of a wreck as i would be if a friend had broken a leg or something. I'll be a blubbering mess for weeks. You'd better not say the word 'teddy' in my presence!
I think all girls - and guys too, if they like - should have a teddy. They really are the best of friends. And anyone who disagrees, or laughs, obviously didn't have a teddy as a child that they loved with all their hearts. And they most definately don't have a fluffy little friend for comfort now. They don't know what they're missing!
Annie
1 comment:
I confess also, I still sleep with my teddy I got given by my grandmother the day i was born. His name is Little Ted (very creative...I clearly watched too much play school as an infant) and my first word was 'ted' hehe I don't think theres any shame in having a teddy, he's my lil comforter and even tho im now technically an adult, being 18 and all, im still a kid at heart so ted is staying right in my bed where he's been for the last 18 years :)
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