Names? What do they mean?
I have had many names for the things and people I love. My first dog, Muffin, known to me as “Nurchich” … My daughter (@cadie on twitter) known as “the gadoo”, “the bazoops” and “the pickle”. But why do we name these loved ones as any other thing than their real names?
Honestly, I don’t know… But I find these endearing names so human in nature and pretty dang awesome.
Sometimes we name them after other endearing objects, like “honey” or “dear”, ok and “the pickle”, or even something else. There’s nothing wrong with that IMHO. I just find them kind of cliche. So I find myself trying to make up names just to feel somewhat original, I guess. I don’t really know why, but in my case, its endearing to me. That’s all that really matters, right?
As corny as it may sound, I call my wife “my wife” and it makes me endearingly happy. Honestly, it matters only to me and I like it that way.
So… What do you name your loved ones? Call this an experiment in love… Or something like that.