Your kids while under your roof and your protection, are not your possession. Possession implies ownership. You don't own your kids. Its really a case of semantics. Try telling a judge you own your kids, that they are your possession and see how the judge responds.... In saying this, I'm not discrediting the importance of your childrend to you. However, they are not a possession of yours.
Lady, the fact that I know and understand the proper definition of the word possession and how it is utilized in the English language, isn't an opinion, its called knowledge.
that's right you're in the league of women who put up flashing pictures of girls in g strings...I bet I could think of a team name for you
I'm not very attached to any of the stuff I own, but I'd be so sad if I had to give up my books and CD's. I'm more attached to feelings and memories and hopefully they'll stay with me forever.
i happen to be unstoppable at scrabble. but . .. my most prized possesion used to be a 66 VW westfalia that i restored, but i had to get rid of that as it began possessing me, then it was a 1920's banjolin, now it might be my fiddle, or my shoes (second hand scetchers) its been about 5 months since i bought a bag of pot though, and im thinking of getting one next week, so that might be my newest favorite possesion.
Well, there are so many different kinds of possessions. Overall, my favorite is the Monkey's Fist knot that I wear as a necklace. I tied it myself, and it means a lot to me. I also love my Glock. There are also pocketknives that I am really fond of. And I love my Kubotan keychain, too. In the sentimentality department, I have the original newborn baby bracelet that I was given at the hospital when I was first born. It says the time of my birth, and says "Boy" before my last name because I hadn't even been named yet! How's that for innocent? Didn't even have a name! I also have a small memorial brass container that has my mom's ashes in it. But that's not really sentimental, although I would regret losing it. It's just that I have to accept that some dude put her ashes in it. I have to trust someone I've never even seen or met that he did that for real. So how can I really attach sentimental value to that thing? Shortly before she died, I found a really perfect little spiral seashell on the beach near where she lived. I gave it to her for her birthday about a month before she died. I have that shell back now. It means more to me than her ashes do. -Jeffrey
Oh, and I still have the very first book I ever was able to read: "The Sneetches and Other Stories" by Dr. Seuss. That's a prized possession. -Jeffrey
none of my possessions have any real meaning for me, they're just there for me to use when i feel like it. not that i'm not grateful towards them for helping me out though.