May 27, 2010
Time to learn
I have just finished sewing up a tear in my 45 year old teddy bear. You see, I picked him up in my bedding and washed him by accident, but his old body just couldn't deal with being whizzed around and when he tumbled out into the washing basket, a sawdust come straw like substance was dripping out of his nose. Oh dear, what had I done to Cola bear!
Now the reason why I am telling you this, is that as I was mending him a lost memory came flooding back to me.
When I was about five or six years old, my brother was teasing me by stealing Cola bear and running away with him. When I eventually caught up with my big brother, we started a tug of war, which unfortunately ended in tragic circumstances and left me holding on to one of Cola's legs and my brother laughing hysterically.
I grabbed the rest of Cola and ran off crying, I cried for what seemed like hours and hours despite apologies from my brother, but when I had finished crying I found my Mum's sewing box and threaded my first ever needle and sewed that leg back on. Nobody taught me or showed me, I just did it.
I took contol and made it better, nobody helped me, this is a good thing for me to note.
For even now, sometimes when I'm faced with challenges in my life, I start to panic and look outside myself, asking others advise about what I should do.
When of course I need to be looking inside and asking myself, what is right for this situation?
Amazingly my small self knew this instinctively.
I think the time has come for me to learn from her.
Posted by Shelliz at May 27, 2010 02:38 PM