Clutter clearing teddy bears (5) |
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| Written by Karen Kingston | ||||||
| Thursday, 30 August 2007 | ||||||
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Getting rid of a well-loved teddy bear (no matter how much one feels one has moved on) is like getting rid of part of one's soul. OK, they're cloth and stuffing with beady glass or shoebutton eyes, but like many of the comments I've read, they have the imprint of love someone has put there. I mean, you and that bear have a history together, much like a person and their dog or cat (which you wouldn't euthanize and bury unless it was suffering). How much space can ONE bear take up? Get rid of something else you don't need, such as that kitschy plastic statue Aunt Clara sent you from San Francisco. I still have my first teddy bear from 48 years ago, plus the one my mother gave me the year she passed away, and a tiny beanie my fiance and I bought together (we take her everywhere). Three bears, two grown-ups. - Diane
After reading (and re-reading!) Clear Your Clutter with Feng Shui, I let go of many things that I had never considered clutter before. I was stumped when I came to my two old teddies. One especially was very special. It was as old as I was and had helped me through some tough times. However, I didn't feel I needed his emotional support any longer. Adding to the dilemna was the fact that I had acquired another bear a few years later and now I thought the two were pals and shouldn't be separated--for instance, if I had taken them to a thrift store they probably would have been bought separately.
Both bears were too old and blucky for me to display. Plus, I felt that I was way past the stage of displaying stuffed animals anyway. The two bears lived in my bottom dresser drawer for years. My husband suggested burying them in the backyard...too weird. I didn't think I could give them to any child I knew (including my own) as they were too worn. Then, my daughter decided to have a yard sale. On a hunch, I took the bears out and put them on the table with my daughter's toys. Almost immediately, an older woman from the neighborhood came right over to the table and started looking at the bears. It turns out she was really into them and gave them a good home, with a place of honor in her house. I gave them to her for free. Just knowing they were loved was enough for me. I haven't visited her yet and I don't know if I will. I know her name so I can probably find out where she lives. Just knowing those bears are being enjoyed and loved--and not stuffed in a drawer is so wonderful to me. I truly thank my neighbor! :) Write a comment
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