I’ve identified with it for
31 27 years.
It was the reason I was outspoken, exuberant, brutally honest, and stubborn.
It was an excuse.
It connected me to my roots, to my close-knit family, and to what I saw as a strong base.
I was a “Jones.”
Now I’m letting go of that name and assuming a new one.
A name that flows beautifully with my first, matches my daughters, and brings my family into a complete circle.
I’m joining a family who is quiet, reserved, and patient.
Who’s eyes widened with surprise when I let out my first excited squeal, but who have come to embrace my over the top nature.
I’m becoming an “Adams.”
Neither name better than the other, just different.
Both part of me, making up who I am; outspoken; exuberant; brutally honest, and sometimes quiet; reserved; patient.
Two families becoming one.
Embracing each other’s differences and learning from one another.
A completed circle.