Name Vignette

My name means pleasant like some kind of blue. The number 5 - and winter. My mother chose the name first for my eldest sister, Elizabeth. But grandma Athena had her hand in that pot.

No grandchild of mine will have that name- she said.

So the first child was Eizabeth and the next Zack. And the next Abigail, another biblical name.

Once she had me, Athena was overwhelmed.

Shouldn't have raised you Cathloic- She would say under her breath as she hastily put her rosary back into her apron picket. Like the sight of Mother Mary would make another baby grow.

So my mother named me Naomi, pleasant calm. And average day. Average temperature. Average sky. Average life.

But to me, my name feels like it is unable to age. like it is supposed to be used by some heroine who dies young and is never able to have her years on this earth written on her face.