24/07/2025
“This is me,” Pooh whispered softly as he looked into the mirror.
Not perfect. Not the thinnest. Not the strongest. Not always brave.
But kind. Loyal. Full of love and stories and honey.
He placed a gentle paw on his belly and smiled, “You’ve carried me through every adventure. Every mistake. Every nap. Every hug. And I think… you’re doing just fine.”
The mirror didn’t reflect flaws—it reflected memories. Of laughing with Piglet, comforting Eeyore, and chasing butterflies under the golden sun.
Of rainy days under warm blankets and quiet evenings with a full heart.
In that moment, Pooh realized something very important:
He didn’t need to be anyone else. He didn’t need to be smaller, louder, faster, or different.
He only needed to be him. Because being himself was more than enough.
💛 “After all,” he thought, “if I can love my friends exactly as they are… maybe I can learn to do the same for me.” 💛
