December 23 – New Name
Let’s meet again, for the first time. If you could introduce yourself to strangers by another name for just one day, what would it be and why?
(Author: Becca Wilcott)
I have a lot of trouble with this one, because I really wouldn’t want another name. My name is me, through good and bad. Having another name would almost turn me into a new person.
Let me give you a scenario. You are out at some event. Maybe it’s a holiday party (as this IS the time of year). You walk through the doors and you see someone who you haven’t seen in a while, but know them through acquaintances. Since you recognize them, you tap them on the shoulder to say hello.
“Hey John. Long time no see! How have you been?” you start.
“Hey…. uh… I’ve been good.”
That person may be able to tell you stories upon stories of what happened between you two or maybe that person may know a lot about you. The fact remains though that they forgot your name. It happens, especially with everything else that is floating around up in our heads. But doesn’t that make you feel at least a little bad?
Think about your name for a second. I think the majority of you like your name. So when someone, especially someone who you know (and know the name of), can’t remember one of the things that is most important to you, doesn’t that bother you? At least a little bit?
Around Thanksgiving, I finished reading “How to Win Friends & Influence People” by Dale Carnegie. In this book, there are a lot of tips on how to interact with people. One of these tips is as follows:
Remember that a person’s name is, to him or her, the sweetest and most important sound in any language.
I truly believe that. Once someone grows into their name, it’s one of the best sounds they can hear.
I’d love to delve more deeply into both this prompt and what my name means to me, but I have a lot on my plate today. I am celebrating my 30th birthday today, so I do hope that I hear my name a whole lot today. (Un)surprisingly, I feel no different. I guess that’s why I am not exploring this prompt as deeply as I could to become someone totally new (though, listening to the author of this prompt talk about it was fascinating and I would totally have dove into this had today not been December 23). On any other day of the year, I might be down for it. But today… Today is MY day. Today, I am proud of my name.
Today, I am me.