Daily Prompt: The Name’s The Thing
Have you ever named an inanimate object? (Your car? Your laptop? The volleyball that kept you company while you were stranded in the ocean?) share the story of at least one object which you’re on a first name basis.
I have never named inanimate things, but I have told them time and again that I loved them.
To my home, every time I entered : I am happy to be back. I missed you, and I love you.
The house would silently greet me in return.
To my plants, to each and everyone I would say that I loved them. They would nod their heads at me happily in the breeze to tell me they were equally happy to see me. The trees would rustle their leaves in reply, making an indistinguishable sound.
Then there is a photograph back home of Sn (my second grandson) at a very young age. He is holding a lollipop in his hand. He looks enchanting. I would have now shown it, but it isn’t here with me.
Every time I looked at it while passing through the lounge, and going to the kitchen, I would say “I love you”.
Here is a picture of Sn which I took back home. He loved to sit in the plant container which I had positioned on the stairs.