First April 2014.
I just decorated the last empty line in my diary with yet another word of my mind.
My thoughts about words and how people misuse and misunderstand them have just found a place to rest. But where to go with my other thoughts? There was no place where I could have shared them. Not anymore.
Half an hour before the store closed.
I was standing in fornt of a rather large shelf where all different kinds of scrapbookd,notebooks and whatever description else might be possible were nicely arranged.
Great. Now which one to choose? My eyes wandered across the rows of notebooks. In the bottom row close to the very left end a glimpse of violet and brown drew my interest. I grabbed the object and smiled at the sight:
A teddy bear was smiling up at me with huge innocent and curious eys, some flowers were tied together on top of its head. It reminded me of my teddy bear when I was young…
In the garden under that big tree I sat with my brother who was reading some sort of comic next to me.
I picked flowers with my loyal companion „Teddy“.
It wasn’t the most creative name but I found it sounded nice. Besides. I held onto the belief, that after I called my stuffed friend that way before I realized my mother has named the object and not actualy the friend I saw within it, I wouldn’t have changed my friend’s name after all.
It was her name. Teddy. That was it and it would stay that way.
Since we already arranged a bouquet the day before I put some of the flowers in my hair. Then I thought that maybe Teddy wanted flowers in her hair, too. The problem was… no matter how often I tried I couldn’t tie the flowers in her hair. My head hung in disappointment making my brother look up from his comic.
„What’s wrong, little sister?“
„Teddy and I wanted to look like sisters but I can’t get the flowers tied in her hair“
Without another word, my brother took the flowers I still held in my hand. He turned around so I couldn’t see what he was doing.
Probably it wasn’t long but I was curious making the time feel like an eternity back then.
He then reached out for Teddy. And after a few seconds he turned back around holding Teddy gently in his arms. She now wore a lei in her hair…
The speakers of the store interrupted my thoughts. The shop would be closed in 5 minutes. Well, that was fine with me.
Back at home, I smiled I took out the notebook I bought and started to write.
I missed you. It has been quite a long time since I last talked to you. Sorry for that. I should have been as loyal as you have always been.
I wonder how you are doing right now. Whose words are you listening to now? Whose tears are you wiping away?
Please forgive me. I never intended to forget you.
The daily post is always a place for me when I am stranded in my world with ideas and just no clue where to go. I jumped on the dailyPost ’s website and took a look thrugh the most recent prompts… „The Name’s The Thing“ caught my attention so I got writing….