At tourist destinations, I always found my name emblazoned on every pen, magnet, or circular rainbow button. Amy, how common.
But that's me, Amy. My name means beloved.
In my eyes, my friends' names held power like a personal fortune cookie for life.
Kelly, lively.
Genevieve, white wave.
Melissa, honey bee.
Susanne, lily.
My name's meaning, like my name itself, seemed generic, beloved. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yawn.
But then something happened. I guess it happens to all of us as we age. We start to get comfortable with who we are, and our skin doesn't feel as if it's something we want to shed, but something we want to embrace.
We stop longing to be others and start to own who we are.
Amy, beloved.
Beloved feels good. It's right, like my favorite jeans. To be loved. Isn't that what we all strive for anyway?
Oh and PS: Melissa, your butt length, blonde hair was beautiful and your gymnastics skills awe inspiring, but you can go ahead and keep "honey bee".
What does your name mean? Do you feel as if it reflects who you are?: :
This post was inspired by the group of writers participating in Five Minute Friday. In this community, writers are given a prompt and asked to write for five minutes. No looking back, no edits, just clicking away on the keyboard. This week's prompt: beloved.
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19 comments:
oh. my. keep your honey bee. you make me laugh, friend. i think that's why i'm keeping you. like, forever. :-)
my name means crowned one. yeah, right. i still don't think i've come to own that one. although, i suppose i am the queen of this here home :-)
so happy i got to link up after you today!
have a great weekend!
steph
Awesome! Everytime your name is called, u are reminded u r His beloved! :D
Oh my goodness, the name game! I so remember doing the same, and hating my name! So true how we start to settle in to the places He has settled us. If only it would be sooner? Ah well, water under the bridge. His timing is perfect. I guess! Happy Friday, AMy!
Names are so important. He calls each one of us by name. Mine means blessed. So love that you've joined us for FMF friend. Blessings.
:) i always wanted a name i could find emblazoned on the pens and magnets. like....amy. my name in androgynous and not quite spelled the same way as the person for whom i am named. hated it growing up. LOVE it now....
Loved this! 'You can keep your honey bee!'
You're totally right - the way we value words like 'beloved' really changes as we age. It becomes something different.
Personally, I love the name Amy.
I also like the meaning of my name: queen. (Although some translate it as 'queen of the fairies' which has slightly dodgier connotations...) I'm going with queen. :-)
Coming via FMF.
So fun. I swear there more Lauras then Amys though.So I had to go look, because I don't ascribe any meaning to my name. Laura is Latin and refers to the Laurel tree, the tree from which we get our bay leaves for cooking. No connection for me. I'll take Amy I think. Since you connect with the meaning of your name....did your parents choose it for the meaning and did you name your kids with names with meaning?
Ok....Marlece doesn't even have a meaning from what I know~ha! I met one other Marlece when I was flight attending and she was headed home to Germany. She said it was very common there. So, my meaning...hmmmm....'unique' whatcha think of that?
When I was little everything I named was Cindy. Ha!
Well I was always told it meant 'helper of mankind' but now when I look it up it says 'She who entangles men' maybe my parents were just being nice when I was little.
I love this, Amy! I've always enjoyed names and their meanings. My name means youthful, I think it does resemble me in a lot of ways. Thanks for sharing. Great way to share this for the prompt:) Hope you are well, beloved friend!
Pretty much everyone knows a dog or a stripper with my name. Back when I used to bartend, I told my mama it was all her fault for naming me after that barmaid in the 70's song. Really, Mom, what did you think would happen? But it's never really bothered me.
My name means darkness. No, really, it does. Comes from the word 'melanin'.... dark pigmentation in the skin. Sigh.
When I was in high school our youth pastor gave us christian-meanings to our names, and mine was "Resolute Courage", which I like a lot better than darkness, even though it was just totally made up, LOL.
Despite its meaning I don't dislike my name; it feels friendly and even a bit southern to me, which is fine. ;-)
My name means war-like. I didn't find that out until I was older. It almost seems as if maybe my name might have attracted some of the crazy-negative situations I had to face as a kid.
Ever since I found out I was named after a soap opera character, I've been pretty bummed about my name, but it does mean victorious. I'm trying to hang onto that though.
Barbara - beautiful stranger. I feel more strange than stranger.
Ann - God has favored me. This makes me feel guilty for not going to Mass. Maybe next week.
What a wonderful meaning to your name, Amy...Thanks for teaching me something new :) My name Dolly means "Gift of God"...although I have thought of changing it for various reasons...maybe Xena, warrior princess (wink)
I have never liked my name. Well not at least since the 8th grade when my teacher told me that my name was archaic. Nice. It means might in battle or might warrior or something like that. Maybe that explains why I am always looking for a fight?
I would have loved to have been an Amy. All Amy's are beautiful I think. Sigh.
Ugh...supposed to read *mighty*
I remember how carefully we chose each son's name; how my son and his wife carefully chose their daughter's name. A nun at St. Joseph's hospital gave me my first name because my parents fought about it and I couldn't leave without a name. Dad wanted to name me after an ex-girlfriend. The nun asked what the second name was - and my mom through in leigh. She never called me by my name - she called me the other hundred names she wanted to name me. It wasn't until I put my name together into one name in college that I developed a truce with it. I look forward to the day I hear His name for me:
“But now thus says the LORD, he who created you, O Jacob, he who formed you, O Israel: ‘Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine.” (Isaiah 43:1).
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