Being late to the party on the blog front means that all the easy blog addresses are taken. I’m not very clever with naming these type of things, so if I can’t use “Jul”, “Julia”, or “Julia Jean” I’m lost.
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One of the many things I’ve learned in the last few years – last names change. A few years ago I started painting. It’s not something I do often and I’m not that particularly good at it, but on the occasion that I see something I like that costs more than I can afford, I think “I can make that.” So it was at this time, when I made my first little painting that now proudly hangs at my mother’s house, when I was torn as to how I should sign it. As if it was such a big deal! I suppose, looking back, it was kind of a big deal. I knew then that my last name might not always be my last name. That’s when I fully embraced Julia Jean. My mom’s side of the family has called me this for years, as to distinguish me from my namesake. I’m named after both of my grandmothers. I kinda love that. Plus, it’s a great name combo, in my opinion.
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When I was little my mom made up this song that she sang to me. It goes something like this:
Julia Jean, Julia Jean
Sweetest kid I’ve ever seen
Mommy’s little jelly bean
Daddy’s little beauty queen…
Cute, right?! So “JuliaJean” may have been taken, but “jellybeansandbeautyqueens” was available. Imagine that. Why is it this name is now so important to me? For me, it represents who I am and where I come from. It’s mine. It’s only mine. It will never change. I can’t say the same for my last name! :)
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