Getting back to children's toys

I never thought I'd get into having this fondness of teddy bears. It started a few months back when I visited Enchanted Kingdom. I was brought there by my then friend (now my very significant other) to have fun. We played at this shooting booth and I couldn't even score a point. But he did and for that he won a small bear with a red heart. I guess that opened up my "interest" again with the cuddly toy. I was so caught up with having a gothic image and being the tough cookie i forgot what it was like to cuddle with a bear. I've been holding on to this toy shark but their differences are so obvious.

Yesterday, I got another bear.. from another arcade (special mention again to my beau). I also got a stash of pick up sticks which we played a couple of rounds with. Now I'm thinking. I'm beginning to enjoy myself with the little things. I made a promise to myself and to someone that I'd take it easy from now on and I'd take each day at a time.

I'm trying to work out some plan on how to go thru the next phase of life, regardless of what happens to me. I'm happy to be moving on with the past and it seems that I've been blessed with family, good colleagues, friends and a very loving "better half."

This day, I'll be tidying up my room and maybe take a walk around the village or around the area (in spite of my biking injury).

For the first time I can really say that... I'm ok.