I was listening to the radio on my way home from work the other day and the subject of our love for inanimate objects became an interesting topic of discussion.

We often profess our love for friends, places and animals; but offering declarations for “things” we use, wear or see every day rarely receive the same recognition.

One lady spoke of her homemade hen house and the joy it brought her each morning as she let out her chickens. Another mentioned her cactus mister – practical and fun to use – while someone else called to talk about their healing Himalayan salt lamp.

“Things” can take all forms. Some may say their straighteners or a good mascara, while others may talk about a favourite drink, their e-reader or a comfy sofa. Because these things aren’t living or breathing, it doesn’t diminish their effect on us or depreciate their importance in our every day lives.

These may be things that make coming home all the more enjoyable or help us to relax on a lazy Sunday afternoon. They are the things that we don’t have to answer to, talk back to or justify our actions with. They may bring us peace, joy, comfort, warmth, happiness, love, security or contentment – or indeed, all of the above.

A favourite candle we light in the evenings. A favourite mug we drink our coffee out of every morning. A favourite bike that takes us on far flung adventures, or even our cars that take us from a-b.

Perhaps it’s something more sentimental. A piece of jewellery we inherited from someone special, or a card we’ve kept from a long-lost friend. Perhaps it’s a favourite buy. Something we spotted at an antiques fair or car boot sale that cost us nothing but means everything.

“Things” are not just the material status they’re given then. They mean something. They offer something. They can help, maybe even just in the smallest of ways. And they don’t have to be expensive either.

It’s simply something – anything – that means something special to you.

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