My son still sleeps with his stuffed animal, who we affectionately call "the B". My son is afraid of the dark and "the B" is his protection from those things that go bump in the night. Of course he would die if he knew I told anyone (he's 12 now). "The B" still travels with us!
I still have those days when I worry about those things that go bump in the night and struggle with different ways to deal with them. Recently, my Higher Power and the love of my family have been my greatest comfort.
What's yours?
Beautiful post! I love how you tied B together with HP.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, handsome little man there!