But for some those memories are few and far between. And for others that kind of memory does not exist. We take for granted so many things: love, security, protection, and the warmth of a "home." I have been pondering "Comfort" this morning. What does bring you comfort? I know for a nursing baby its the smell of a mother nearby, and the touch of her hand as she strokes, in tenderness, her sweet bundle of joy. For an elderly friend its the visit of a loved one or just a touch and a kind word to let them know they are valued. The little child that has fallen and bruised himself finds comfort in a parent who picks him up, dusts him off and gives him the courage to get back on the tetter-totter.
You've heard the words/phrases "comfort food", "comfort and joy" a "cup of... to bring me comfort", and a comfort quilt. That brings me to another comfort." The site comfort dolls is bringing comfort to many women of domestic violence and abuse one doll at a time. Check it out and maybe you would like to become involved by creating your own little Dotee doll and donating it to the cause to give hope to one hurting soul. I am realizing I don't want to be in my comfort zone - for me that's where I am pretty much doing nothing.