Hairy Roommates, Detours & Marmalade

I have a very peculiar roommate who wears red rubber boots (which I assume are Hunters), a bulky, yet ever so stylish blue duffle coat, and is constantly moving  around my home carrying a torn, well used brown suitcase.  He never complains about my dust bunnies, or my single girl ways, and although he is from England, never criticizes the fact that when I make tea I don’t put the milk in the cup before adding the properly steeped tea from a teapot that has never been washed... after all, it is a true crime to put soap in a teapot!

His name is Paddington. 

 Having tea and Victoria cake at Kensington Palace with the slight hope of the Duke & Dutchess of Cambridge joining us... after all, this is their home!

Having tea and Victoria cake at Kensington Palace with the slight hope of the Duke & Dutchess of Cambridge joining us... after all, this is their home!

 Wandering the streets of London and pausing at The Ritz where we delusionally plan to stay during our next visit.

Wandering the streets of London and pausing at The Ritz where we delusionally plan to stay during our next visit.

We share a love for London, enjoy following our curiosity and are both loyal to our sticky food of choice.  And while his sticky food choice is marmalade and I am a Nutella girl, we agree that the only way to eat either of these tasty delights is straight from the jar. 

And to answer your question, no, he isn’t just for kids. Frankly, I believe adults have more to learn from this anthropomorphised traveling ball of fur then any child does.   

And what is exactly to be admired about an animal who sees the importance of footwear and not pants?

  • His wonderful regard for politeness… please and thank you are used in excess and he always addresses people by their proper titles (mine being ‘Her Royal Highness’ according to my account at Harrod’s in London!)
  • Kindness is always his motivation…even if his good intentions turn into chaos.
  • Being different doesn’t hold him back, being different is WHY he fits in.
  • He sees beauty all around, is inspired by curiosity and always has a marmalade sandwich in his pocket in case of a hunger emergency.
  • He chooses to be his 'own bear'... doesn't bend to the popular stereotype of eating honey, doesn't hanging out with piglets and tigers, and has no interest in picnic baskets or scaring happy campers.

Finally, when it comes to his attitude towards his infamous adventures, he is a constant reminder that sometimes the journey we find ourselves on isn’t necessarily a journey we have chosen. 

Some journeys are chosen and others are thrust upon us.

Although I love every journey I have made for myself, it is often the ones that I don’t expect to go on that have the most profound effect on me.  These adventures were not on my bucket list or even something I would ever consider (and may actually want to run from!) but for some reason, they present themselves to me.  These surprise detours tend to have a powerful impact on my perspectives and even if I can't appreciate them at the time, serve to make me a better version of myself.  

I embrace the notion of things happening FOR me and not TO me. Believing that things happen TO me just makes me feel like a victim, where knowing that things happen FOR me allows me to remain positive through the crazy, optimistic through the wilderness and feeling joy no matter what the circumstance. 

So as I take on a journey I never signed up for, I take the attitude of Paddington with me;  I am grateful for the amazing people in my life who are always there to cheer me on, my eyes remain open for new lessons and I promise myself to enjoy the food along the way!

 Although Paddington always has his trusted suitcase by his side... I chose a Harrod's bag instead!

Although Paddington always has his trusted suitcase by his side... I chose a Harrod's bag instead!