Fixing a broken heart.

I had to perform surgery on my Big Fluttershy. The seam that was the main spot to fill her was coming undone. I broke out the needle and thread and started fixing her. It was slow and tedious work as it was behind her wings and on her neck. I didn’t have the right colour thread to match so I went with white. I was fortunate that it blended in almost perfectly. I dropped a few needles and spent a good 20 minutes searching the carpet for them, one I didn’t find until I sat on it! When the work was done and she was fixed, I spent a few minutes nuzzling her. Not only was the stress that had built up during the day leave me but the stress of fixing her went away. It was such a relief. 

I saw a picture online that reminded me of what we had to go through. I know that a plush cannot feel pain but it was still painful for me. I have been told I am a Carebear by many people, it’s a nickname that had been given to me at many a convention. I have a personality that is geared toward helping people. I will do everything in my power to help some one, anyone. 

Photo: I have been told I am a Carebear by many people, it's a nickname that had been given to me at many a convention. I have a personality that is geared toward helping people. I will do everything in my power to help some one, anyone. 

I pay this picture because it spoke to me personally.  Some may think its cute or funny and thats ok. I look at this and see how the nicest, best most caring people go through some of the hardest pain. Its difficult not to get discouraged and give up.  Some of the best people are the ones that not only endure pain, have the scars on their bellys for it, and can show them in a way that brings joy and happiness to others. 

Remember to thank a "Carebear" today.
I saw this picture and it spoke to me personally. Some may think its cute or funny and thats ok. I look at this and see how the nicest, best most caring people go through some of the hardest pain. Its difficult not to get discouraged and give up. Some of the best people are the ones that not only endure pain, have the scars on their bellys for it, and can show them in a way that brings joy and happiness to others.

I think of my Fluttershy and can barely see the scar. She makes me happy. Thats all that matters.

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