085. When I was little I wanted my mother to legally change my name because I hated it.
It’s very old country, kind of ethnic and NO ONE could pronounce it correctly. I begged my mother to change it for YEARS.
086. As I’ve gotten older…I’ve come to love it so much…I’m the only person I know with my name (except for the relatives I was named for, one of whom passed away long before I was born)…It’s part of what makes me unique.
