My bears and I

My 46th birthday today....

Woke up this morning to a message from my dear Ms L. She sent me my first birthday greetings at 4.36am! God knows why she woke up that early la.

It's about lunch time as I am writing this entry. So many wishes and hugs and messages from family & friends, far and near. What more can a girl ask??

As I am sitting here, looking out at the magnificent view of the sea and the cruise liner, made me think how blessed my life is. It is a good life...Krishna has blessed me...lots...

I am just thinking, could it be this is my first year without me getting a teddy bear as a birthday gift? My first bear, named conveniently or aptly Teddy was given to me by appa on my 7th birthday, He woke me up at 6.40am, that's my time of birth if you had asked why 6.40am, to give me Teddy and well Teddy has been next to me since then. He is a bit torn and tattered no doubt but he is very much loved. 

Ever since Teddy, I have received so many bears that I have lost count of the number of bears in my collection. Should be reaching 200++ I think. Well, a quick count of the bears and softtoys in my office room...15 and I have a feeling I will be adding on to the collection. My passion with my bears...well they have always listened to me whenever I needed someone to listen to me without being judged. My bears helped me with my fear of thunders and lightnings when I was young. They helped me to thwart away the fear of being alone. These bears are part of what defines me...the listening ears, the soft cuddly companions, the comforters on lonely nights....

My life.....my bears.....