Do you know the meaning of your name, and why your parents chose it? Do you think it suits you? – Daily Post
I hated my name when I was growing up. It was too long. It was uncool. It is like a grandmother’s name.
When I was learning how to read and write, my name gave me problems. It took so long to write that I often lagged behind everyone in class.
When I started in elementary school, the other kids had pretty names like Melissa or Christine. I was called Catalina.
Even my friends found it too long so in fourth grade, they shortened it to “Cat”.
Both my first and second names are long. My social security card has the last 3 letters missing. Apparently, the space was not enough. At least, my passport and driver’s license both show my complete name.
Even after finishing university, I’ve never encountered anyone with the same name.
When I was applying for my NBI clearance, the process went without a hitch. Turns out, my loooong name was unique and no one else in the country has the exact name. Score!
Unique and memorable. That was the time when I began to like my name.
Try calling out “Mary Anne” in public and see how many Mary Annes would turn around. I didn’t have the same problem, unless of course, you call out “Cat”.
Just recently, there was a documentary on GMA News TV (Investigative Documentaries) about Filipino names and how these have evolved over the years.
One trend on names is using whatever the most popular name at the time of a child’s birth. For example, Teresita was a common girl’s name in the 50s and 60s because of a popular actress that time. In the 90s, boys were named Mark Anthony because of the Gwapings’ popularity (I wonder, why were “Eric” or “Jomari” not as popular…)
Another trend is combining the parents’ name to come up with a unique name like Jomalyn — haha. Possibly, Jomar and Evelyn?
Despite the old fashioned sound, I love my name. There was a huge amount of thought that went to it. Take my first name, Catalina. It means “faithful” and it is the Spanish version of my mother’s name. But it also came from my grandmother’s birthday, Nov 25. This is the Feast Day of Santa Catalina.
My second name is easy to guess. It is the Spanish word for hope. My initials are the initials of my parents’ names.
When put together, my complete name makes me sound like I own a hacienda I wish.
Despite the length, my name sounds good and has a wonderful meaning. It is unique but not weird. Obviously, my parents took pains to give me such a beautiful name. Now you see why I love my name so much?