You might not still have a special stuffed buddy in your life, but most of us can clearly remember the days when we refused to go to bed unless we had Mr. Snuggles, or Little Dennis the monkey, or Laura Bear to cuddle. As the source of comfort when our parents said goodnight, our defenders and comrades against the monsters under our beds, and our sidekicks during our daily adventures, these little guys deserve some recognition. How many tears were shed into your little bear’s soft plush belly? How many times did its over-hugged, over-snuggled body need to be patched, sewn, and repaired to withstand more everyday love? In remembrance of this sweet, childhood bond of our distant or not-so-distant past, here is a day to celebrate and reflect on our plush animal friends.
How to Celebrate
Bring out your old plush animal pals for some fresh air. Take a moment to remember this friend of days past, and walk down memory lane.
Buy a stuffed animal, for yourself, for your bestie, or for a kid you babysit. In today’s world of video games and virtual reality, it feels like the companionship of these plush playmates is continually devalued. Whether you are old or young, having a sweet face on a cute cuddly can be a source of comfort or imaginative adventures.
And now I leave you with an extremely emotional quote that definitely brought tears to my eyes. Prepare yourself for some serious nostalgia!
“Then, suddenly again, Christopher Robin, who was still looking at the world, with his chin in his hand, called out “Pooh!” “Yes?” said Pooh. “When I’m–when–Pooh!” “Yes, Christopher Robin?” “I’m not going to do Nothing any more.” “Never again?” “Well, not so much. They don’t let you.” Pooh waited for him to go on, but he was silent again. “Yes, Christopher Robin?” said Pooh helpfully. “Pooh, when I’m–you know–when I’m not doing Nothing, will you come up here sometimes?” “Just me?” “Yes, Pooh.” “Will you be here too?” “Yes Pooh, I will be really. I promise I will be Pooh.” “That’s good,” said Pooh. “Pooh, promise you won’t forget about me, ever. Not even when I’m a hundred.” Pooh thought for a little. “How old shall I be then?” “Ninety-nine.” Pooh nodded. “I promise,” he said. Still with his eyes on the world Christopher Robin put out a hand and felt Pooh’s paw. “Pooh,” said Christopher Robin earnestly, “if I–if I’m not quite–” he stopped and tried again– “Pooh, whatever happens, you will understand, won’t you?” “Understand what?” “Oh, nothing.” He laughed and jumped to his feet. “Come on!” “Where?” said Pooh. “Anywhere.” said Christopher Robin. So, they went off together. But wherever they go, and whatever happens to them on the way, in that enchanted place on the top of the Forest, a little boy and his Bear will always be playing.” ― A.A. Milne, The House at Pooh Corner
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