I recently had a name come to mind that gave me such a peace inside. I hadn't told Mr. G about it yet, and was sure to go check out the meaning it came with. To a relief, it meant "Champion". Whew...nothing goofy. I then paired it with one of the other grandfathers names for the middle and it just flowed.
When coming home that evening, the first thing I uttered to Mr. G as he laid across the recliner was the full name. I felt confident and happy about it.
No.....
Something broke inside, like a cruel promise that wasn't meant to be. I still secretly hold on to this name, that some how, God will speak to my husband and let him know what HE wants to name His creation inside my womb.
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