Call me what you will.
"What is in a name? That which we call a rose, by any other name, would smell as sweet."
I always thought that she had a good point, well until recently. Maybe for anything but people, calling it a different name would still have the same effect...or maybe I'm just an odd person. I value my name, and yet I never really thought about it before until I had a talk with a friend of mine who said that by knowing my name, he owns a part of me...and it's true. I have quite a few names that I go by. I have different names for different internet things and diff names for family and friends. Yes, each name means something, and each name is able to spark a different feeling, but my birth name is the one that's really me. I'm proud of my last name, I'm proud to be a part of this family, as much as I may whine about it. Until recently, my middle name was for those who knew me well, but it now serves as both that and my name on a forum...people use it on the forum and it gets little to no emotion from me when they use it, yet people who actually know me or who will know me in time, when they use it, it strikes a chord in my heart. As for my first name, well I've grown up using that, and it would always amuse me when guys would learn my name...Some people like to say my name over and over again during our conversations...I'm not sure why that is...well with some of them repeating it like that, I guess it lets them feel that they know me better, or that they own more of me than what they actually do. Those who really do know me, or own more of me than what they think, tend to use my name sparingly and usually to evoke a response out of me for whatever reason...some people create nicknames for me such as Tonnerz, Elvis, Moosey, Naynay, T, Miss Dane(Dont ask), and random stuff like that...others aren't even names, they are just talking to me and call me pet, cherie, chel, darlin, babe, hun or whatever...I'm called a lot of things, but I prize my real name the most. I read a book one time, this Indian guy named O'olish Ammaneh(hard to pronounce) was about to die, but he asked this girl who was one of his close friends to repeat his name to him one last time before he died becasue it gave him such joy to hear his name when said by someone he loved, and also asked her to say his name every so often after his death, and that by saying his name, he would be close to her again...I love to say the names of my loved ones, indeed sometimes I get one of their names stuck in my head and if im thinking thoughts, doesn't matter what on, that name automatically comes to my thoughts before anything else, and it takes all I can do to turn my thoughts back to manual. I like to know the full names of my people. It makes me happy and is comforting in a way. If they aren't there with me, saying their name does indeed make it feel like I'm closer to them, adding that with the thoughts, makes it so fuzzy and warm..hah. anywho, I have no clue why I was ranting. I think that I'm just inspired lately to write some things that come up in convos...anywho, time to end this insanity. :-)
I always thought that she had a good point, well until recently. Maybe for anything but people, calling it a different name would still have the same effect...or maybe I'm just an odd person. I value my name, and yet I never really thought about it before until I had a talk with a friend of mine who said that by knowing my name, he owns a part of me...and it's true. I have quite a few names that I go by. I have different names for different internet things and diff names for family and friends. Yes, each name means something, and each name is able to spark a different feeling, but my birth name is the one that's really me. I'm proud of my last name, I'm proud to be a part of this family, as much as I may whine about it. Until recently, my middle name was for those who knew me well, but it now serves as both that and my name on a forum...people use it on the forum and it gets little to no emotion from me when they use it, yet people who actually know me or who will know me in time, when they use it, it strikes a chord in my heart. As for my first name, well I've grown up using that, and it would always amuse me when guys would learn my name...Some people like to say my name over and over again during our conversations...I'm not sure why that is...well with some of them repeating it like that, I guess it lets them feel that they know me better, or that they own more of me than what they actually do. Those who really do know me, or own more of me than what they think, tend to use my name sparingly and usually to evoke a response out of me for whatever reason...some people create nicknames for me such as Tonnerz, Elvis, Moosey, Naynay, T, Miss Dane(Dont ask), and random stuff like that...others aren't even names, they are just talking to me and call me pet, cherie, chel, darlin, babe, hun or whatever...I'm called a lot of things, but I prize my real name the most. I read a book one time, this Indian guy named O'olish Ammaneh(hard to pronounce) was about to die, but he asked this girl who was one of his close friends to repeat his name to him one last time before he died becasue it gave him such joy to hear his name when said by someone he loved, and also asked her to say his name every so often after his death, and that by saying his name, he would be close to her again...I love to say the names of my loved ones, indeed sometimes I get one of their names stuck in my head and if im thinking thoughts, doesn't matter what on, that name automatically comes to my thoughts before anything else, and it takes all I can do to turn my thoughts back to manual. I like to know the full names of my people. It makes me happy and is comforting in a way. If they aren't there with me, saying their name does indeed make it feel like I'm closer to them, adding that with the thoughts, makes it so fuzzy and warm..hah. anywho, I have no clue why I was ranting. I think that I'm just inspired lately to write some things that come up in convos...anywho, time to end this insanity. :-)