My family has a little bit of a tradition that whenever someone in our family is ill, we give them a “Get Better Bear”. My sister Dori kept this tradition alive by getting me a “GB Bear” for my stay in the hospital. A real comfort from home.
Then along the journey I received three other bears! Some people knew of the tradition, others didn’t, but it somehow fit. They all share a spot on my bedside table now keeping me company and watching over me. They, as well as all the prayers and cards I received, have helped in my recovery.
Besides, who can resist a fuzzy, cute little bear! It just makes you feel better!
Not to be confused with the “Care Bears” I made reference to in my first entry!