My Life Monday - Week 3Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Week 3: How I got my name.
Okay, so I haven't got off to a very good start. I missed out on the first two weeks. Plus, I'm a day late. I guess that just leaves room for improvement.
My parents named me Diana.
My mother was really fascinated by British royalty. She named my sister after Queen Elizabeth. Then she named me after Princess Diana. And if I didn't influence her on the choice of my brother's name, he would have been named after Prince Philip. His name is Dennis and didn't appreciate the Dennis the Menace nickname he'd been given as a child. He has me to thank for that!
I like my name. I just can't stand it when people call me Dianne, or Di. I only let a select few call me the latter, namely my husband. I think it suits me. Diana was the Roman goddess of the moon and of hunting. And though I'm not much of a hunter, I've always been fascinated by the moon. Plus, I think the term "Goddess" suits me... As a kid, I always liked the name Rosa. I think that may have something to do with my fascination with red roses.