Power Of A Name

Yesterday I read an awesome blog from one of my blogging buddies, Crazy Train To Tinky Town, about what’s in a name. In fact, she was talking about how she came to be named. Oddly enough, I’d been thinking a lot about that exact topic as I’d recently come across one of my old journal books that housed my poems. In there was a poem I wrote for a creative writing project.

What do names and my project have to do with each other? Well, the project was to ask your parents how your name was selected, then write about it. As it turns out, I come by my poetic streak naturally. In fact, I remember that when I was younger, my mom would write long, long poems…usually church and God related. This meant that the words she used to describe how my name was selected were very strong and artistic. The teacher never specified HOW we had to write about our name selection, so I chose one of my favorite mediums. It was a creative writing class, afterall.

The parents-and me, incubating in Mom's belly

The parents-and me, incubating in Mom’s belly

Baby Girl

The angels in heaven
must have joined me
in my
celebration
on the day you
were born.
A beautiful,
perfect
baby girl
entering
an imperfect world.
I prayed
that God
would grant you
strength enough to
stand tall
in the midst of
the despair
you would
one day
face.
So I named
you
courageous.

Spaghetti Face Me

Spaghetti Face Me

I wrote this back on May 6, 1992. It’s the meaning behind my name. I hope you found her awesome explanation of how she arrived at my name interesting. Funny, it wasn’t until that class that I bothered to ask about why my name was chosen. I was 18 at the time.

You know, she’s always treated me like I was brave and strong. I don’t know if it’s because of the name or how she treats me, but most of the time I’ve felt that way…a bit like a lioness. I think she’s proud of the person I’ve grown up to be. I just hope she thinks I’ve done justice to the name she chose for me.

Back in Germany

Back in Germany

What about you? How did you come by your name? Do you think it has any bearing on the person you are today?

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37 thoughts on “Power Of A Name

  1. L.J. Kentowski says:

    Awww…I love this post! I’m sure she’d say she gave you the perfect name for who you’ve become! My name comes from the laurel plant. Back in the days they used to use the bay laurel leaves to make crowns for heroes and victors to symbolize honor and victory. I know that everything I’ve ever done in my life, I’ve tried to do with as much honor as I could muster. And I know I’ve reached many personal victories, but let’s hope I still have a few more in me 😉

  2. Emma says:

    Sweet poem but full of strength. Lovely pics too.
    I’m not sure if there’s much of a story to my name. The parents were thinking Emily first, then settled on Emma. I’ll have to go back to them about this and get the full story. 🙂

  3. artisticmilestone says:

    beautiful poem Kitt. The last line of your poem “so I named you courageous ” then with your cute young face with your hands up in the air like a lion, i think the photo made your poem even more wonderful 🙂 Very cute!

  4. ramblingsfromamum says:

    My name – creates a dual nature in that you can be very generous and understanding, but you can also be so candid in your expression that you create misunderstanding.You struggle with the requirement to soften your expression with tact and diplomacy and to consider the feelings of others.Difficulty in accepting advice or admitting that you may have made a mistake causes you to appear to be stubborn and set in your ways.Thus, you have too often created the wrong impression, and friendships have suffered.This name does offer creative talent where there is the opportunity for ingenuity and originality.You have a tendency, at times, to have too many ideas on the go, and thus your efforts are scattered and many things do not reach completion.You are inclined to do to excess the things you like to do.You have very intense feelings and find it difficult to maintain stability and happiness.If you allowed it, temper and self-pity could be problems.Tension could cause nervous disorders, or centre in the head bringing weaknesses in the eyes, ears, sinuses, or teeth.
    THIS is so true – other than the above – White Wave apparently – hmm perhaps because I like the beach. Failing that I was to be called Wendy- meaning white skinned – which hmm I have olive skin so I’ll stick with what I have 🙂

    • ramblingsfromamum says:

      PS I thought I added onto the bottom of this epic I loved the poem and your mum named you for a very good reason..for you are courageous and don’t hold back in what you say in your posts – or life as well I gather?.as for the Spaghetti face…adorable.xx

  5. Kourtney Heintz says:

    I do think names impact personality. Candy will always be treated different than Agnes. It conjures up completely different expectations and people are influenced by them even subconsciously. I wish I could say a lot of thought went into my name. My parents went back and forth each vetoing the other’s choice. Until the hospital refused to let me go home without a name. It was a split second choice. Though I do like it. 🙂

  6. terrileeclarke says:

    LOVE it – and what a little cutie you are in the pics!
    What a great thing to consider – and I really never have.
    Mom heard the name Terri Lee on a radio show before I was born. I wanted to be Debbie (my cousin, 3 months older than me, got that one) or Barbara (apparently off mom’s radar) as I was growing up and didn’t think much of my name. Now, I love it. I am Terri Lee.
    Thanks for the post – I’m sitting here feeling very happy and very content in my self.

    • Kitt Crescendo says:

      Aww! I’m glad. I think the name you’ve got is pretty fantastic. And consider…had you been named Debbie, you would’ve been subjected to all the Debbie Does jokes. Barbara is also a good name, but not original. I think the your name is perfect for you.

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