az yeki shenidam...

Names. Our names. Something so personal. yet we seldom give them second thoughts. Someone mentioned tonight how she felt her name would always keep her young. she said she couldn't imagine a grown women with her name. I told her I knew what she meant..only to find out seconds later that I didnt...

we grow up by the way people call us..by the way they say our names not by how we say them. I thought about it for 17 seconds.. I understood..... Her name. Her childhood. All her laughter and all her playful hours. And in one second I saw her grow up into the women she is now.