A boy and his best friend

Meet Teddy - Miles' well loved and long suffering teddy bear. 

She lost her dress years ago, all her stuffing is gone, and a month ago I had to sew her head back on. 

She used to be my bear. I gave her to Miles one night to comfort him. They were inseparable from that moment on. 

But as Miles has grown, Teddy had become more of a hinderance to Miles, than a help. He would rather cuddle his teddy than run, jump, play, and interact with other kids. He would sit in the back seat of the car while we were driving and hang onto Teddy. I couldn't get a word out of him. He would fret if Teddy was more than two feet from him. He would cry if Teddy every got lost under the mess at our house. 

So the tough decision was made and now teddy lives in the cupboard. Miles took it badly, to say the least. But he's pretty much fine now. He runs, jumps, plays, and chatters to me in the car. He's come alive. It broke my heart to see him upset at first, but now makes my heart sing to see him experiencing life again. 

This is my favourite photo of Miles and his bear. It now hangs on his wall, and he says goodnight to the teddy in the photo every night. 

* Meaghan