We're headed to San Francisco in a couple of days to meet our new granddaughter who arrived Thursday. She's inherited my mother's first name. My Seattle granddaughter got my mother-in-law's first name and it took a while to not look for my mother-in-law when her name was mentioned. Neither name is at all common in the US. Mentally, seeing my mother's name attach to a new human being is exciting and confusing. But I know from the first granddaughter experience, that soon the new granddaughter will be the rightful heir to the name, and it will sound totally normal.
[Fill in the blank space as you like. There are too many thoughts churning in my head to attempt to pin them down in a post. Work for a better world for the babies being born this year. Resist, but with respect and kindness and understanding. Let's have a moratorium on vitriol.]
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