You hold out my stuffed Eeyore from when I was young and once again I press his tummy so that "twinkle-twinkle little star" begins to softly play. You press him close to your ear and rub your cheek against his downy fur, while I have flash-backs of placing him carefully on my pillow each morning as I made my bed and resting my head on him while I slept. Now it is an experience shared.

September 28, 2015


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