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After his dad died, Femi started talking to the dying monstera plant in the corner of his sitting room. At first it was just nonsense to fill the silence. Then it became real.He told the plant about the time his dad taught him to change a tire in the rain. About the argument they never fixed. About how scared he was to become a father himself one day. One evening his wife walked in and caught him whispering, โI wish youโd met her, Papa. She laughs like you did, like the whole world owes her joy.โThe plant didnโt answer, of course. But something in Femiโs chest loosened. Grief doesnโt leave, but sometimes it just needs a witness. Even if that witness has leaves and zero advice.
Have you ever talked to something that couldnโt talk back a plant, a photo, a car, even an empty chair, when you were grieving or processing something heavy? What did you sayโฆ and did it help?
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