Ah this is a nice one! And for me an easy one: everyone meet Beri!

Beri and I have shared almost all of our lives together, I was born the 8th of July 1990 and he was gifted to me 3 weeks later. We have been inseparable since, we saw the world, he dried my tears, I told him all my good news first. We moved out and went to uni together, etc etc. Now that we are both getting older and more fragile he doesn't sleep in my bed anymore, but he has the best spot on the couch in our living room.

One of my main things with boyfriends was always that they had to be kind to Beri, assholes who though it was funny to poke him or make fun of him were instantly dumped. If you can't even be kind to a teddybear, why should I be with you? My partner now is very nice with Beri, he is actually the one that knitted him this scarf to help him with some much needed arm support as over the years the arms have become delicate.

I think for me Beri is not so much a thing or an object but more a buddy that has been through everything with me. I would be truly heartbroken if he were to break or somehow disappear. So instead of wishing for new things that I would want, I wish for Beri to stick around as long as I do!

Happy weekend everyone!