First of all why a basket of bears.
Well the reason I am starting this Blog is a major life change.
My basket of bears is in fact real. They remind me that I live in my own space with people and things I love.
No one to say to me those are silly they should be put away or that person so and so. After too many years I am living my life in my own my way.
To say no rules sounds too harsh I didn't have rules before it just felt like I did.
Freedom is not just a word to me it has become my mantra in my heart and in my soul.
I would like to thank one person for egging me on to do this. Julie Piskin here you go.
I only hope I can make people laugh a little hey maybe even a lot.
Welcome to my Basket of Bears
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