awww, Jane. I think I know "somewhat" how you feel. My favourite teddy (which I named Maria for some unknown reason) was given to me by my father when I was 3. 40 years later (and 10 years ago), when he was in palliative care, I returned Maria to keep him company. She had a music box inside her. It played "All Through The Night". She was cremated with him, and while I do not have a picture, I would still like to post the memory.
Edited by Jakeroo (Thu Nov 25 2010 07:55 PM)
I cannot even imagine where I would be today were it not for that handful of friends who have given me a heart full of joy. Let's face it, friends make life a lot more fun.
Charles R. Swindoll