Jennifer

I did a search on Facebook tonight & found out that there are some terribly frightening looking people with the same name as me. One in particular with bright red hair & a leprechan hat just about scared me out of my wits, and got me to thinking about my name. Jennifer is such a common name, especially in the girls of my generation. Growing up, there were always at least 2 other Jennifer's in my class, a predicament which yielded the ridiculous assumption of a surname initial as part of my title. Even still, I cannot tell you how many times my hopes have been dashed as I've turned my head at the summoning of another Jennifer.

My mother tells me that I came very close to being called Shawna, an English name, meaning "God's grace." I'm very glad that this is not the distinction I was born to live up to, for I am neither graceful nor a magnanamous gift from heaven. Jennifer, though common, defines me within boundaries that I feel fully capable of filling the shoes of. "White wave" it means, "pure and yielding." Not that I am fully pure or as humble as I ought to be, but that it is my greatest desire to become such & to sweep over all within my reach with the joy of pure love and understanding. Someday I'll be as good as my name....someday....