My friend always

This is Fuzzy. My brother Ryan gave him to me when I was very young.
He thought he was too cool for him anymore.
This bear has been there for me always, never failing.
He sleeps with me every night, giving my arm and upper back support.
When I do not have him to sleep with, my sleep is never as good.
It was as if he was designed and created just for me, just for this purpose.
When the pain is too much to handle,
I can lay and squeeze him as hard as humanly possible and he never complains
I can cry and cry all over him and he never complains
I can punch him in anger and he never complains
I can tell him all my sadness and he never talks back,
telling me I am stupid and ungrateful.
His soft eyes and caring face let me know I will be ok.
With out him I would feel lost and alone those solo painful nights.
So thank you to my brother who 20+ years ago decided he was too cool.
too cool for the bear that has helped my life so much.