For years, I hated my name. Rose -- it was so old-fashioned. I even tried going by my middle name for a while, but I never could get used to turning my head when someone called "Eden". Now I love my name, both first and middle. Rose was my great-great grandmother. "Eden" was what Bar Harbor was called when it was first settled, where all my paternal ancestors settled. So I feel all kinds of deep roots connected to my name.
(There was a while there that I wished my name were Phoebe or, believe it or not, Phlox).
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(There was a while there that I wished my name were Phoebe or, believe it or not, Phlox).
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