I don’t know what it is about stuffed animals but I love them. I’ve never lived without them. These are on my dresser because I can hear their hearts beat. The bear was sitting on top of some things in a check out line, someone changed their mind about bringing him home. Lucky for me. Debbie was with me and she just stared at me until I picked him up, tucked him safely in my arms and had to admit he was waiting for me. He knew I wouldn’t see him in the store, so he got someone else to pick him up and carry him to the check out aisle. He knew I would find him there. It doesn’t matter to me that other people don’t think they are real. I know that they are. I know that they feel love and and joy. I know that they are happy when they find their spot in our hearts and I know that they give comfort when it’s needed. They are magical beings, here to make life more beautiful and that’s exactly what they do.