[Exerpt from a Facebook Note]
[My sister changed her name to Marissa O'Day-Daciana]
[I changed my own name to Athena Hacker-Daciana]
You may have noticed my sister and I have adjusted our names a bit.
Thought you might like an explanation.
Growing up, I'd always clarify that my sisters were not indeed, my sisters.
They were mere HALF sisters. Half mother-of-mine, as I had her first, and half foregin-DNA that I desperately wanted clarified as NOT my relations.
But I've always thought of them as my sisters regardless.
I've protected them with my own self without question, because they were after all, mine.
My half-sisters, my blood, my Family.
I was on my sister's page, commenting [a lot] on some [a lot] of the pictures she had just uploaded [there were a lot of them], when it really hit me. Who would know, without knowing us first, that we were related? We don't have the luxury of looking remotely alike, in spite of the fact we share a LOT of features.
And unless you've been around us when we're together, and seen how we play off of each other, you wouldn't know our personalities were near carbon-copies of each other. So, how would someone know we were family? We each carry our Paternal Family's name, but we were still FAMILY, and I wanted people to KNOW it. Most other countries pride themselves on their family names, have crests, and icons, and heritage.
So, fashion a new name it was. But, what to choose?
Choosing a name isn't easy, especially when it's not just for yourself, it's to represent not just YOU, like a fondly placed nickname does, but a group of you's. A group of people that can see you with Cockatoo hair, and pants all disheveled, and drool dried to your cheek, and not have a care in the world about it all.
So, I started thinking. What kind of name incorporates our Familial aspects?
Ask anyone CLOSE to us, and we're always at each other's throats.
But just as easily as we're upset, we're calmed, like tempered steel. Molten and malleable one minute, cold as ice and hard the next, and easily back again.
We're proud of our Native American ancestry, so of course we'd have to incorporate that.
But we're one of the closest families you can find.
All we wanted for Christmas was to have a Christmas with each other. None of us really wanted to open presents, we wanted to see presents opened. We worked hard as a Family to make sure Christmas happened, however trivially, and positively glowed on Christmas morning, no-snow and all.
Wolves.
So, I found a name that flowed well with our existing names, and asked Marissa if she would be interested in my idea, and she pointed out the same name I had in mind, before I even told her I liked that one.
Daciana.
So, there you have it Facebook Friends. [I just realized I used the word "so" in this note as often as I use "lol" normally haha]
That's the where why and when concerning the name change. <3
Thought you might like an explanation.
Growing up, I'd always clarify that my sisters were not indeed, my sisters.
They were mere HALF sisters. Half mother-of-mine, as I had her first, and half foregin-DNA that I desperately wanted clarified as NOT my relations.
But I've always thought of them as my sisters regardless.
I've protected them with my own self without question, because they were after all, mine.
My half-sisters, my blood, my Family.
I was on my sister's page, commenting [a lot] on some [a lot] of the pictures she had just uploaded [there were a lot of them], when it really hit me. Who would know, without knowing us first, that we were related? We don't have the luxury of looking remotely alike, in spite of the fact we share a LOT of features.
And unless you've been around us when we're together, and seen how we play off of each other, you wouldn't know our personalities were near carbon-copies of each other. So, how would someone know we were family? We each carry our Paternal Family's name, but we were still FAMILY, and I wanted people to KNOW it. Most other countries pride themselves on their family names, have crests, and icons, and heritage.
So, fashion a new name it was. But, what to choose?
Choosing a name isn't easy, especially when it's not just for yourself, it's to represent not just YOU, like a fondly placed nickname does, but a group of you's. A group of people that can see you with Cockatoo hair, and pants all disheveled, and drool dried to your cheek, and not have a care in the world about it all.
So, I started thinking. What kind of name incorporates our Familial aspects?
Ask anyone CLOSE to us, and we're always at each other's throats.
But just as easily as we're upset, we're calmed, like tempered steel. Molten and malleable one minute, cold as ice and hard the next, and easily back again.
We're proud of our Native American ancestry, so of course we'd have to incorporate that.
But we're one of the closest families you can find.
All we wanted for Christmas was to have a Christmas with each other. None of us really wanted to open presents, we wanted to see presents opened. We worked hard as a Family to make sure Christmas happened, however trivially, and positively glowed on Christmas morning, no-snow and all.
Wolves.
So, I found a name that flowed well with our existing names, and asked Marissa if she would be interested in my idea, and she pointed out the same name I had in mind, before I even told her I liked that one.
Daciana.
So, there you have it Facebook Friends. [I just realized I used the word "so" in this note as often as I use "lol" normally haha]
That's the where why and when concerning the name change. <3
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