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I loved this piece so much because it articulates my older sisters life so succinctly. Her name is SHERRYL … not Cheryl, Cherryl, Sheryl, etc … but Sherryl. She has fought for her ‘name identity’ her whole life. She is proud of her names unique qualities … I think she too, is unique.

The joy she exudes when given a card or gift from a new acquaintance, who gets it right, is tangible. Her family and besties would never get it wrong! We’ve learned our lesson. It’s a small thing but brings happiness to the person because it shows you care enough. The gift of correctly transcribing the name often supersedes the gift itself.

I am dyslexic, as is my son … sins of the father and all that. We learn through habit. Repetition. Getting people’s identity right starts with a name, and is a good habit to get right. As noted in your piece, a name, in times gone by, had an attached significance – I think it is or should be as relevant today.

Lovely!

You’ve day my maid (lol)