I happen to be doing a subject at uni on identity and one of this weeks tasks was to write about where your own name came from.
I rolled my eyes because I knew it would be difficult to stretch this to 300 words.
So, began a series of text messages between my Mum and I.
Me: Mum, what’s the story behind you choosing my name? It’s for uni … make something up if you have to lol
Mum: Actually dad picked it because he liked it.
Dads relatives wanted to know who you were named after and what saint your name came from and we said we did t name her after anyone. Just because dad liked it. I actually had another name picked out for you but dad didn’t like it x
Me: Well how can I make that reasoning into a 300 bloody word explanation lol! Now I’ll need to make something up. Don’t we have a relative somewhere called Christine?
Mum: You can make something up if you like.
Pa wanted to call you Christina so he could shorten it I Tina but I said no.
Meaning of Christine
Feminine name of Greek or Latin origin.
It is derived from the work Christ and that is the Greek translation in the Hebrew word “messiah”.
It means follower of Christ or a female Christian. This was a very popular name in 1968.
(Thought you’d like this information – NOT)
Apparently my Dad told Mum to send the last part of the text. I could imagine them both sitting on the lounge with their cups of tea, pissing themselves laughing at my reaction.
When I was born, I was the first grandchild on both sides, to a family with a very strong Catholic connection. I was baptised and went through all my sacraments in the Catholic Church. Then life changed for me and I made a decision to leave the church and my belief. I often feel guilty because my grandparents have always held their faith so strongly. Some of my fondest memories are of being in Church with my Pa or Nanna and having lunch or dinner with our Priest.
So, the day I was born my Granny and Pa were in Rome, in St Peters Square when the Pope got shot. What a day to arrive with a name with such a deep connection to Christ.
Clearly, this definition of my name was not what I was after so I did some googling and found the perfect definition of who I think I am.
Alas, when you read it you’ll think that I have tickets on myself! I really do!!! Not! But I felt this fitted my personality a little better.
So, you’ll all sleep better tonight knowing that I managed to write 500 words on my name. I know, I couldn’t believe it either.
I’ll finish with the best quote I’ve ever read;
‘If I only had Christine, I could do anything.’