What's In a Name?... Part Two
Last month I wrote a piece on the importance of names. I am sure it confused many of my readers and others probably thought it was pointless. It was just a rant blog. But I promise there is a reason to my madness. As an anniversary gift to my husband, myself, and our marriage, I decided to change my name. We will be celebrating our three year anniversary on the twentieth of this month. And yes, that is right...for the first two years of our marriage I kept my maiden name. Now before you start scrunching your brows and ruffling your feathers, I had a perfectly good reason why I did not change my name. It was quite simple really. I loved my name. I loved the meaning of my name. I loved the revelation that came with my name. I loved the life in my name. And now I've traded it and became a tree. Not even a sweet tree or strong tree. Or tree worthy of notice. I traded Desirae Ellen Johnson, Desired Gift of God, for Desirae Ellen Crabtree; Desired Dw...