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February 06, 2009


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That's beautiful.

OH, that's just so wonderful... such a beautiful, marvelously interwoven story. So moving... that you were the one to realize your grandmother's dream to have a redheaded little girl.

And you're only one year older than me, just that! :-) (maybe less, depending on birthdays, mine's 7/7).

anyway, would you please email me the name, I really want to know. And... while you're at it, maybe the names of the four lovely boys, if you don't mind ;-)

I feel wistful when I think about you and your four boys and the fifth girl. You may (or may not) remember that I've commented here (I'm sure) that my mother-in-law had four boys, waiting for the elusive girl. So far, she has five grandsons. My SIL and I really wanted another baby, but we have this conviction that it'd be another boy. Oh well. The Lord knows best. I think that perhaps I wouldn't have a good relationship with my daughter. I've written about it here:

(and, sadly, my mom read the post and got very upset, but I decided not to delete it, to be true to myself -- it was partly a language barrier problem too). Anyway, if you'd like, you can check it out:

And now I have to read the lovely post again, and see if there are any other ones I've missed! ;-)

How old were you when your grandma died? It sounds like she was a wonderful woman!

Beautiful story. I love how her names are so connected to your family. She'll know how much she was loved and how much her great-grandmothers were loved too.

Also: glad her nom de blog isn't Olga. :)

My husband and I have had a name picked out for a little girl since long before we married (we have no children yet, but hopefully soon). It's a good name--a fairly common one, but one which has special significance for us because it's both a family name (my middle name, my mother's middle name, and the name of the aunt that raised my grandfather) and the name of my best friend, who is like a sister to my husband and I, and who introduced us.

I want that little girl's middle name to be the name of my husband's beloved grandmother, but I think my husband does not understand why I want to name our children after relatives. I'm not quite sure either--I think it may have something to do with the influence of my father and maternal grandfather, who are both very interested in genealogy, and my grandmother, who is Southern.

Stella! Hey Stella!

Olga has gone offline

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