Don't know why I couldn't have figured out that going down a flight of cement stairs with untied shoelaces was a bad idea. I guess at age 6 you don't know everything yet. So, emerging with several goose egg bumps on my head, I needed comfort. Thankfully, my mother was there. She knew what had happened, she cared (probably in pain herself), and most of all, she was there. With me. To comfort me in her arms. Continue reading
Zoom back in time to your first kiss, probably your first love. WOW! You were twitterpated. Had butterflies. Couldn't eat. That love permeated and consumed every bit of you. Looking back, he or she was probably just a pimply faced teenager, but you were in love and that was all that mattered! Continue reading
What do you do when you need comfort? Eat cookies, snuggle in a cozy comforter, or perhaps hug a cuddly bear? Industry is making big bucks on selling us comfort. If you want to pay a couple hundred dollars you can “build a bear,” or even thousands if you want to add accessories for your furry friend.