What's in a name?
I was never a fan of my name because of its lack of pizazz. I thought there was no cool significance behind it, no sense of originality to it since it's common enough. I always wished that I would've been given a long name that I could shorten into whatever name I wanted; I thought that such an action would give me control over something that was given to me without my say. However, once I discovered where "Kayla" came from, I came to be appreciative of the significance that my name has within my family. My older brother had a love interest during his Kindergarten year. She would write him love letters that were deciphered by my mother, as my brother was still illiterate. These notes were always signed "Love, Kayla", and I guess my parents were amused by the six-year-old love exchange going on. When they were surprised with the gift of my existence, they decided that they would name me after my brother's Kindergarten lover. It's sort of weird when he...
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