Why Not?

You might ask, “Why would I want a memory bear made out of my loved one’s clothing?”

I might respond, “Why not?”

We have a natural tendency to hug. A memory bear gives us the opportunity to “hold and hug” while we remember.

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Good Medicine for a Grieving Heart

Memory Bears are like “teddy bears.”  The uniqueness of the memory bear is that it is created from your deceased loved one’s clothing. There was a particular shirt or jacket or maybe a blouse or dress that your loved one wore and when you want to reach out and remember them, you find yourself holding and hugging that favorite piece of clothing

As a child, at some point, you had a teddy bear that you snuggled with, gave it a name and considered it your best friend. As you grow older, you are held and hugged by those around you and so, learn to hug and hold others by this example. To hug and be hugged is a personal and comfortable moment, a moment when all is as it should be.

There comes a time in your life when a loved one passes away. The death is hard to deal with. All of a sudden, life is not as it should be. There is an overwhelming sense of loss that appears unbearable at the time. Grief begins…a grief that will never end. With time, you learn to accept the loss and the grieving slowly becomes a part of your life. Eventually, you are able to smile through the tears. As more time passes, you smile through fewer tears and remember the one you will always miss and never forget.

During this process, a memory bear can help ease the pain and loss as it becomes a familiar object because of the clothing it is made from; perhaps a shirt your loved one always wore. You find comfort in holding the bear and find yourself hugging it as you remember your loved one.

Memory Bears are proven and effective during the grieving process and for the remainder of your life. When a memory bear is placed in anyone’s arms, no matter what age, male or female, they instinctively hug it close to their heart. Memory bears are truly, “Good Medicine for a Grieving Heart.”

Did I Do All That I Could

The rain has let up and the mourners have gone their way. One solitary figure stands by the grave. A tear finds its way down her cheek as she remembers his love. There is one thought that she can’t let go, “Did I do all that I could?”

“Did I do all that I could?” is a question that each mourner asks one way or another, for one reason or another. The loss of someone from this life causes one to reflect back on the time they spent together. Questions form and wonderment appears.

“Did I do all that I could?” Could I have been a better spouse, brother, sister, friend…? What was the last thing I said? What were their last words, thoughts?

No matter how well we love someone, his or her death sets the stage for a negative search. Even if we give ourselves credit in all the right places, the negative thoughts are there; the doubt, the guilt and the regret.

Accept the fact that no matter how much we love someone, it is never perfect; there will always be something we could have done better. The challenge is to focus on the positive, not the negative thoughts. Even if there is cause for regret, what can you do about it now? See it as the best you thought at the time, let it go and focus on your positive thoughts. Choose to be happy with your memories.

There Is A Time

The sun comes up every morning, whether we can see it or not.

We take our next breath, whether we think about it or not.

Time keeps going, whether we want it to or not.

Death comes to all of us, whether we want it to or not.

We face death often in our earthly journey. Friends and loved ones pass on before us. Someday, it will be our turn. Someday, someone will grieve over us as we grieve for someone today. Though not our most favorite part, death remains a part of life.

“There is a time to be born and a time to die…and a time to mourn.” There is also a time of healing and a time to remember. Grieving lasts a lifetime, but the pain decreases.

“You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; You have put off my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness” (Psalm 30:11)

Counting Your Blessings

So often, we focus on all that is wrong or didn’t go our way. So often, we lose sight of what is right in our lives.

In the obituaries this morning, I read of the passing of a six month old boy. How difficult life is right now for his parents and family.

Our days will never be perfect for there will always be something that doesn’t go our way. But, amid the imperfection, there are blessings to be thankful for.

Lend a prayer to those less fortunate this day and look around…focus on all that you have in your day…on all that is right. Count your blessings.