Thursday, September 3, 2009
I just wanted to mention that I have another name--the name that my birth parents gave me at birth, the name they thought of me by for 19 years before we met. The first name is a name I have always loved. It's a name I might give a daughter of mine someday. It's like my secret-code-name. I am V, but I am also A. It's just a part of me--a part I don't think about all that often, but still a piece of who I am. It's a tangible sort of connection to my birth parents. In those short few days after my birth, I belonged to them, and they named me. So it's not a name that I go by, but it's still mine.