Collectibles: Stuffed Animals

When it comes to collecting things my children each have their favorites. My oldest, Lisa loved her Winnie the Pooh, next was Pamela who loved her Mickey Mouse, followed by Ryan who loves his Puppy, and last but not least Jennifer who still sleeps with her two favorite teddy bears. So, who’s had the most stuffed animals of all my children? Hands down, it has got to be Jennifer! She has a corner hammock that is packed full and running over, monkeys hanging from her dresser mirror, animals on the bookcase, TV, nightstand, and a handful on her bed. Honestly, I’ve got nearly as many stuffed bears, my bad?

Addiction Comes In Many Forms

It's been six years since my split with my ex-husband, and the effects of his addiction are still evident in my life. No matter what form addiction takes on it would be great if there were a drug rehab of sorts for each one. For instance, my ex had an addiction to collecting things, from Teeny Beanie Babies, to Star Wars character Pepsi cans, to over 100,000 baseball cards. Our basement looked like a huge collectibles store, only without any organization! This addiction was not only eating away at our living space, it was costing us our marriage! How? Let's think about that one for a moment. It effected our income, the ability to pay necessities like rent and utilities, obligations for child support, you get the picture. Addictions affect everyone around you, so be careful to watch your limits and know when it has become a problem. The shame in not in having an addiction, it's in ignoring it.

Are there good addictions in life? Maybe ... addicted to love!