Hi, My Name Is…

An agency was in pitching a selling tool that randomly picked people from a group and made them answer a question.  They weren’t sure who was going to be at the presentation, so they loaded random names for the demo.  When the computer would call on me it would say, “You’re Up Brian Erwin!” 

I didn’t think much of it at first, but the computer kept calling me Brian Erwin and finally I started to think, “How would my world be different if I was Brian Erwin?”  Would my brain and physical characteristics make me exactly the same human being I am today or would having a different name make some sort of impact on how I saw myself or how people responded to me?  

I concluded that the name alone would have minimal impact, but being Brian Erwin would require a different set of parents and that would definitely lead to a different result in who I am today. 

Jac and I spent a lot of time thinking of names for our children.  I mean, we probably spent way too much time.  The fact that we waited until our kids were born to find out if they were a boy or a girl, required us to be ready with a boy’s name and a girl’s name. 

Jaclyn might have a completely different rationale, but I loved the name Winston, mostly because of everything I have heard about Winston Churchill.   He was a leader, a fighter, he was intelligent, but also enjoyed himself and had a good sense of humor.  I think our son will have all of those qualities, not really because he is named Winston, but because the name Winston is constant reminder of those qualities to me.  So far, the kid is pretty tough, he’s athletic, he’s learning a lot, and definitely has a sense of humor.  He’s a little bit of a Momma’s boy, but since Jaclyn is his Momma, I think that’s fine.

If Winston had turned out to be a girl, she would have been called Elenor, after the great Eleanor Roosevelt.   Elenor has a couple quotes that I love:
1.  Great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, small minds discuss people.
2.  No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.

When we ended up having a girl, why didn’t we end up choosing Elenor?  I’m not really sure, maybe we had a unique set of goals for our first child and a different with our second child.  Boy or girl, our second child was going to have a more folksy name.  Dalia needed to be classic, but slightly folksy, but slightly elegant, kind of like her mother. 

One thing I am certain of, I would not be me if I had different parents.  A name is just a name, but the last name and the families behind it are what contribute the richness and strength in how you grow. 

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