Introduction

Hi.
How are you?
Me?
I am doing pretty well.Allow me to introduce myself. I am _________. My favorite color is green. I enjoy independent music. I work with computers and data entry. I am young. I am married. I am a young married. I am a female. I live in the south. I am a Christian. I am a writer
My name?
Well, that's not exactly all that important, is it?I personally don't think it is. Why do you need to know my name to find out who I am? I know, it sounds a bit odd. You're probably asking yourself why someone would bother setting up a "blog" if they didn't want anyone to know who they are. But, your thinking is flawed. I want you to know who I am. I don't think I need a name for that.For years- centuries even- people have been plagued with names. They're tricky little devices, names. From the moment you take you first breath, there they are. You are, from you birth or possibly conception, titled.
For some, this is a blessing. Imagine if you will, you were born with the name Vanderbilt or Trump or Hilton. Would your life be different? Sure it would.
What if you were born with the name Jones, Seinfeld, Goldman, Black or Marshall. Different? Of course. If your name were different, you would be different (redundant huh).
(I know my style of writing is a bit odd. I am scattered. I do apologize for that and plan to work on it quite a lot more. I do hope you will bear with me through my ramblings, maybe we will learn something from one and other.)
I want you to take a few moments of your day and imagine what or who you would be with another name. Seriously.
Now, look up your name on Google.
Does your name fit you? What would you name yourself? How have you let yourself be changed or molded because of your name?If you will, please comment and let me know your thoughts. What did you come up with.