Cuddle Bus.
A bedroom filled with primary colors and vehicles galore--Heller's three-year-old bedroom.
The "Vehicle Collection" for a child's room was our favorite motif in the store.
Of course, we purchased the wall clings, comforter, sheets, and sham.
We grabbed the lamp shade and car shelves too.
A hard, stuffed bus seemed the least necessary addition to the room's decor.
The bus remained on the shelf.
"Mommy," Heller told me as I tucked him into his beautiful new room that night, "I love my room, but I really wanted the bus pillow."
I didn't understand the need. "The pillow doesn't even look comfortable, Heller." I told him.
"It does to me!" was his reply.
The next day, we returned to the store. The bus pillow was gone. I have to admit, I wasn't disappointed. A $20 pillow wasn't high on my priority list.
A few days later, we found ourselves in the store once again. As we passed through the children's' decor section, a delighted Heller ran to me with the bus in his arms! A shipment had come in!
Cuddle Bus came home with us that night. Like many children come to cherish their stuffed dogs and blankets, Cuddle Bus made his way into Heller's heart. Cuddle Bus became "the thing!"
Six years later, in 2007, when Heller joined his Father in Heaven, he left Cuddle Bus in my care. My need for Cuddle Bus surfaced a few nights after Heller left us, and every night since, as I fall asleep, I hold a worn out Cuddle Bus in my arms.
Heller was right. Cuddle Bus=Comfort.
On special occasions, Heller's brother Nicholas, whose Vroom Room now sports a similar decor as Heller's once did, enjoys a snuggle or two from Cuddle Bus. But, Nicholas knows that "Heller gave Cuddle Bus to Mommy."
This week, I Heart Faces celebrates vehicles. For my photo submission, no other vehicle would do
