Following on the prompt from Whitney’s challenge on TheObservantTurtle.com, my most prized possession is…. my computer. For about 4 years, I had a long term relationship with my MacBook Pro. I considered it my baby. I had everything on it. Unfortunately, 3 weeks ago, it died. And I’ve been forced to face the future without it. I’m still not sure what to do about Mac, if I can resuscitate it, but for now, I am trying to adjust to life without The Mac.
I don’t know what it says about me that my most prized possessions have always been my computers. Maybe it’s the inordinate amount of time I’ve spent with them. Maybe it’s the massive amounts I’ve had to shell out for them in comparison to all the other things I own.
When I was in college, my “baby” was this Dell Inspiron. At a time when I lived “alone” in a house full of people, who could have been but weren’t my friends, I spent most of my time in the house being in my room, instant messaging my real friends, or doing homework, or writing, all of these activities taking place on said computer. It’s easy to see how my attachment to the device that connected me to life outside the room, became my prized possession.
When the Dell got a virus and became slower than molasses being poured, I got the Mac book Pro which transformed my life. But you already know how that story turns out.
The iPad mini I got for my birthday last year has now become my most prized possession, and we are not often separated.
But I try to make sure my most valued possessions aren’t possessions at all. Computers get replaced, as you see from this story, but people and the relationship we can form with each other, mean for more than any shiny new piece of metal Apple can unveil.