I am going to try and get back to posting a new quote each week….since I fell off the wagon for a bit. 🙂
So I am using quotes, sayings, lyrics and things that personally mean something to me. This quilt is a labor of love and something that will just inspire me.
So I decided to use the definition of my name in one of my squares.
I am not sure if I have shared this before but I really HATE my name. I had to grow up with an unusual name…and it sucked eggs. I hated it. It wasn’t bad enough that I grew up in white trash and I was a raggedy kid with parents who didn’t care for her properly..than I had an unusual name-> so that could just draw more attention and nobody would forget me. I could never blend in. When you grow up the way I did..you really just want to blend in…..and I couldn’t. I always said when I grew up I would change my name. I also made a vow to myself that when I had kids I would give them normal names….& no weird nick-names. I was very conscious if their initials spelled something weird ect. LOL I think naming your kid is important and you shouldn’t give them an added worry or troublesome name. Seriously. My mother didn’t care about the meaning of my name….she just wanted something exotic and unusual. Which was typical for her…..but tortuous for me. Maybe if my life was different and I was brought up differently my name wouldn’t have been an issue. But that can’t change.
However, I am sure there are people out there that love having an unusual name. Kudos to you if you are one of those people.
I didn’t actually ever get around to changing my name ….and being that I am 38 now…it seems a bit late for that. 🙂
When I was 12, I came up with an alias name…a name that I thought was better for me and it was normal. In fact I chose it from a book….I read the book several times. Sarah-Plain & Tall. I just wanted to be plain. I also loved the book at the time. All of my friends & family know my alias because I use it whenever I have to give my name to a stranger…or an order to be called out ect. So there’s my alias.
However, since I have not changed my name I have learned to accept that this is my name…and I had to learn to like something about it. Sometimes that is just how life goes…..and acceptance is key.
Maybe I have grown into it a bit? I am not sure.
So I embroidered it:
(kəˈrɪzmə) or charism