The Power of a Name

A couple of weeks ago, I got into a pretty interesting conversation about last names and marriage.  Now, of course, this conversation was wholly from a woman’s perspective; but let’s be real, the woman is the only one faced with the changing of a name for marriage, right?  Back on topic, the question that started us down this path was, “would you hyphenate your name?”  In today’s world, this is a perfectly innocent and appropriate question given the many perspectives and ways people address.

My thoughts:  This is a wholly personal decision and unique to every situation.  Names can mean so much or nothing at all to so many that it is up to the individual to place worth based on their own personal development/growth/sacrifice.  We can never be the decider of what holds value or importance to each individual.  It is the decision of the woman and her future husband to decide what's best for them.  And this is where I think the problem may lie with something of this nature.  I do feel that both people in the relationship should be supportive of the decision to hyphenate or not hyphenate. 

Why would that be important?  Because from the time you get married moving forward, decisions within the marriage should be made together.  Making a decision on how you will represent yourself, in name, without consideration of the other's feelings is a direct contradiction To what marriage represents.  Again, this simply one perspective and may not be the same for everyone but you will never know if you don't give your partner the option to share their feelings or thoughts.

Tonight, I simply...write

I have wanted to sit down and write for a little while now but was unable to get my head around what I wanted to write.  So tonight, I just decided to let my fingers do the work.

A few weeks ago, someone asked me if I had ever considered writing a book.  My response, “Heck no!”, with complete astonishment in my voice of such a notion.  I later mentioned it to my hubby, who responded, “I can see that you have interesting thoughts and people want to hear what you have to say”; his response had no shock or awe.  I say, “I don’t think that I have enough interesting things to talk about for a whole book and I am not sure that I have that type ability”.  The responses, “You have been writing various things since I met you” and “You probably could string together the blogs you have written thus far.”  Well, fancy that!  For others to see that ability in me almost had me in tears.

The funny thing is I was completely taken aback yet I have enjoyed writing since I was a little girl.  I use to write short stories growing up.  When I was younger, I think what I loved was the escape.  I got to go to a please that was designed and wholly ruled by yours truly.  I got to determine what things looked like, how people interacted, and the outcome of every good and bad situation; what’s not to like?

Now that I am older, it still serves as an escape but mostly because I can use it as an outlet.  I get to speak on my terms in my language without being judged or chastised for it (well, maybe a little by readers – but they know this is my blog J).  It allows me to be happy; it’s is my selfish attribute (remember happiness involves a little selfishness).  

Getting all of my thoughts out in black and white helps me to get it out and move on.  Being able to release is extremely important in the lives we (people in general) lead today.  Stress/depression/anxiety, they kill (literally); BEWARE!

Well, if I ever do consider writing a book, I will need a dang good editor.  J

Good night people! 

Take this one to sleep with you:

The eye sees a thing more clearly in dreams than the imagination awake.  –Leonardo da Vinci