A Mary Ann by any other name...
Updated: Aug 2, 2021
Lately I’ve been thinking about changing my name. It’s a crazy notion, I know, being my age. But I’ve been wondering what it would be like to do something that drastic, not to change ME necessarily, but perhaps somehow to become more of me, or the person I was meant to be.
It’s gone so far that I’ve actually been thinking of which names I would choose. I like my nicknames, Mare and Maf. I also like my full first name, Mary Ann, but over the years I’ve sometimes been called Mary, due to Ann technically being my middle name. Of course, I hate Mary as that was the shortened version of Mary Ann that the nuns bestowed upon me in grammar school, and my parents didn’t have the balls to tell them to call me by, ya know, my NAME. But I digress.
