“It’s a misnomer, you know.”
“What is?”
“Blooming roses and winter. Snow. Ice. It’s just wrong.”
“So which do you not like? Roses, or winter?”
“I love roses. I don’t mind winter. I just don’t think they belong together.”
“Well, relax. Those roses won’t be likely to survive the freeze. They’ll be black and dead tomorrow.”
“That’s sad.”
“It’s life. You know what? I think maybe YOU are the one who’s a misnomer!”
“What? Why?”
“Your name is Joy.”
Just Writing! 
A hard name to live up to
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LOL. Awww. That made me laugh in the end and made me grin in the middle too. I love winter roses.
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I do too. The bring hope.
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Nice one, Linda. Poor Joy, though.
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Well, maybe it will help her take a look inward 🙂
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A lot of pressure if you have to live up to that name!
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You took me by surprise with the punch line! Thank you for putting a smile on my face.
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My pleasure 🙂
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I’m glad I don’t have a name which prompts me to be happy all the time 🙂
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The problem seems to be that she sees the negative in most things.
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what a twist. i hope she’s just joking, isn’t she? 🙂
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Couldn’t say 🙂
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I’ve never known a Joy. I wonder if they feel the pressure to live up to their name or if it backfires on them!
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I know two Joys. One is totally delightful. The other? critical, faultfinding. You just never know 🙂
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I enjoyed how you brought a hint of humor into your story. Thank you
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Humor is helpful.
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i enjoyed the banter of this. I know a few Joys and they are sometimes anything but joyful. thank you for the laugh.
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Thanks, James.
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Dear Linda,
Fun banter and the last line made me giggle. Joy indeed. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I was once in an airport when they paged a man whose name was……wait for it….”Dollar”
Imagine growing up with that name. I hope he didn’t feel devalued.
Joy will probably have her moments of joy. Fun banter in the story.
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Seriously? It was his FIRST name? Who would do that to a child.
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Speaking of a misnomer… It’s too bad she just can’t see the beauty in this. But I loved the banter between the two. Nicely done.
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Thanks, Dale.
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Smiling at the end of your story, Linda.
There’s beauty in all in the garden even the faded or dying flowers.
Have a wonderful weekend … Be Safe 😷 … Isadora 😎
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Sounds like two people who have been cooped up too long. May Spring and New Flowers reign soon!
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Amen!
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Loved the dialogue and the ending. It would be difficult to live up to that name especially nowadays. 🙂
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It would. I like to consider that the name “Joy” was bestowed because the parents were overjoyed at her birth 🙂
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A friend of mine has the middle name of “Joy” and that’s what she says, her parents were so happy.
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This made me chuckle, lovely
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Thank you so much 🙂
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