My name

Outside a public bathroom I heard a mother say, “Georgia.” So I naturally looked up. A 4 year old came running out of the bathroom to her mother. I started to tell her my name is Georgia too but didn’t because I didn’t think it’d matter to them.

That makes 4 other Georgias that I know of. I met one recently who never craves sweets, except about once a year when she sits down with a couple of bags and finishes them in a day, and doesn’t want them for another year. I wish I’d gotten that kind of sweet tooth.

I hated my name when I was younger. They chanted the Georgie Porgie nursery rhyme. I thought it was horrid. Later on, they got more creative with the songs Georgia On My Mind, Sweet Georgia Brown, etc…. There’s also The Night the Lights Went Out in Georgia (the night they hung an innocent man.)

I love my name now, ‘cause so few have it. I gave Savannah her name thinking it would be original. And there aren’t many, but it’s not unheard of either. Seth has met 2 other Seth’s already. He likes that. I think Arwen’s safe though.