We had to name our boat. I had no idea how challenging it was going to be. Naming it wasn't urgent, but it had to be done. Sundsvalla just wasn't cutting it.
We also needed to do the documentation paper work... which required a name.
But we couldn't agree on anything.
Hubs didn't have any ideas. He just liked saying 'no' to every suggestion I made. I love words. I live in them. I breathe them. I wanted her to have a name with meaning. It needed to be sentimental and thoughtful.
Coco wanted to call her Princess Sparkle Shine....
Eventually, we decided on Tempus. It is the Latin word for time. It seemed appropriate for our family, so desperate for moments together. And, for a few months we called her that.
So we went about the laborious business of restoring Tempus.
Months went by, and we still hadn't sent in the documentation paper work, and Tempus just didn't feel right. It seemed too pretentious for our humble little cat. Our very old, decrepit cat. It was too big of name for us. Oh, and Coco didn't like it.
But we had to fill in the blank... It was time.
Once again we asked the little person in our family what she thought, because that's how we do things around here.
"Airabess," she answered with a great big smile on her face.
"Airawhat?" I asked.
Interject an enthusiastic Hubs, "Perfect, I love it!"
Really?! Airabess. What does that even mean?
Juliet:
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet."
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet."
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