My Wronged Object

If your furniture, appliances, and other inanimate objects at home had feelings and emotions, to which item would you owe the biggest apology? ~ Daily Post


Dear Whatchamacallit:

I have never known what your purpose was other than to sit quietly and alone under a decorative mirror and two candle scones in my grandmother’s home. I always thought you were pretty sitting next to the wall with the adornment above you.

The marks and scars of time had turned you into an eyesore and I did not appreciate your beauty anymore. No one in my family wanted you but they did not have the heart to throw you out, so they pushed you off on me.

I didn’t have the heart to throw you out either, but I did not treat you with the love my grandmother treated you. In fact, I was considering putting you in the storage where you could further deteriorate. Poor thing. Unwanted and unloved.

One day I refinished you into your fine glory of the past. You proudly stand in my living room next to my sofa in regal pose. You are once again worthy of your stance in a home to be loved and adorned with a lamp of art and a piece of sculpture.

I am happy to have you in my home now. (But I still don’t know what to call you).


13 thoughts on “My Wronged Object

  1. Oh the poor thing, 😉 how about the name regal, sounds royally but I believe he has lived through generations he might as well be royalty :D. I’m sure he is happy with the refinishing.

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