The Story of My Name

When people ask me what my name is and I say Alivia with an A they always say “that is so pretty”. Some people even ask “how did your parents pick that name?”. Before I was born, my mom was dedicated to naming me, Mackenzie. She loved that name however when my mom was in labor, my aunt brought up the name Alivia. She said she thought it was very pretty and when you pronouce Olivia, you pronouce the O as an A. By the time I was born my mom ended up loving the name. My name has no real meaning to my family. However, my name middle name is what is meaningful. My middle name is Jean, which is also my great-grandmothers name, my grandmother’s middle name, my aunt’s middle name, and my middle name. My aunt who got married into the family moms first name is Jean. so that means that my aunt’s middle name and my cousin’s middle name too is Jean. Someday when I have a daughter, I will have her middle name Jean so that I can keep it in the family and I hope that she will do the same. Back to the name Alivia, from that my friends and family mostly call me Liv or Livvy. I liked having nicknames because it means that the person who calls me has a close relationship with me. My name means more to me than others. I like it because and is unique. Many people do not have the same name as me. Never have I ever thought that I wanted a different name because it means to me. Names are more than just a name, it identifies and defines you as a person.