Where did your name come from?

This is a great question. And my answer is actually quite funny.

Turns out my first name was just because my mom loved the name. All my other siblings were given family names. But I was named my name because of pure love. Which makes me happy, and I am okay with that reason.

Especially since I have a name for hopefully another little girl, and the first name is not a family name. It’s just a name that I love.

My middle name is a family name. And this is the funny part.

My entire childhood I thought my middle name came from my grandma on dad’s side. She was an awful human being. I only met her once; once was enough.

Through my entire childhood I thought about what to legally change my name to when I was old enough. That was how much I was disturbed.

Obviously I kept the name. Only to find out, from my mom, that I’m actually named after a grandma on my mom’s side who was a lovely person. Haha 😂 Mind you I found this out when I was maybe 17-19. I can’t remember exactly. But for a long time I wonder how my mom could name me with love and hatred.

Safe to say I was mistaken, and now I love my name. And maybe when I become a grandma, maybe my name will be the start of a family name. 🥰

Have a wonderful Thursday!