Harry.

Who is Harry?

Harry is a pink stuffed rabbit. He's been with me since I was born. It's a miracle that he's survived this long. I've recently had him repaired actually. His head was hanging on by a few threads, and he had lost most of his stuffing. Now he is as good as new.

Harry is a reminder. I have kept him for a reason. He is a symbol of what I want out of life. I keep him with me so that I don't lose sight of it. I did for a little while in recent years, and Harry fell by the side. I've recently put him back where he belongs.

Most importantly, Harry is a gift. From me to my first born child. I have been waiting all my life to give him away. The day I pass Harry along is the day my life truly becomes complete. The day I wait ever so diligently for.

Thank you, Harry. You give me hope.