By Judith Ashley
When I was growing up, I didn't like my name.
Why, I would asked in a whiny voice, wasn't I names Elizabeth, the most beautiful name (at least to me) instead of Judith. My mom would answer with "everyone was naming their daughter's Elizabeth. We wanted to be different."
However the year I was born they were not naming their daughter's Elizabeth, they were naming them Judith. All through school and into the workplace I've shared my first name with at least one other and usually two or three other Judy/Judith/Jude/Judy A/etc.
What made matters worse?
When I was older I'd toss into the heated exchange with my mom. "Your middle name is Elizabeth," said in an accusatory tone.
Then one day in high school, I started in once again with the same old complaint. My mom answering with the same old answer "everyone was naming their daughter's Elizabeth".
For some reason, my mom added "I can see your name in lights on a theater marquee."
Even though she could "see" it, I couldn't. My name was never in lights on a theater marquee. However, when I decided to write romance novels I could "see" my name on the cover.
And now so can you!
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