Treasure can mean different things to different people. For instance I have what I call many treasures including my cat Billie and having a place to call home. But for today, the treasure I’ve decided to feature for this assignment is my teddy bear. In fact my uncle got him for me the day I was born or at least that is way the story goes. Considering, that he needs to be stuffed again and have his arm sewn back together at this very moment, I believe the story. The picture in this post just shows the Teddy wasn’t in dire need of being put back together. I call my teddy bear; Teddy or Ted. My family says it’s time to put him in retirement and let him watch over me as I sleep while he sits on the dresser. I agree but I’ve been sleeping with this stuffed animal for my entire life and it’s hard to give up. Teddy has been pretty much everywhere with me except when I went to camp as a preteen and teenager. So, Teddy is a treasure that has seen it all with me; the good, the bad and the ugly and lets not forget he has seen me in my recovery process. Since he has been with me my entire life that is why I chose him to be my featured treasure.