Do you have a nickname? Some of you may know that my nickname is Boo. My grandchildren call me Boo. It's a funny one for sure, as a lot of nicknames are. My Daddy called me Boo from my earliest memories. Why in the world would someone be called Boo? I thought my whole life it was because it didn't take much for me to boo-hoo. That is true--I've always been sensitive, sometimes to a fault. It's the way God made me. I feel with my whole heart. I've been told it shows I'm alive and it's a good thing.
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| Me and My Mama and Daddy |
What comes first the nickname or the perception of the nickname? Was I sensitive because of a silly name? I don't think so or maybe I do.
Many years later, Daddy spent a lot of time in our home when he was ill with pancreatic cancer. It was a very difficult time for me, but at the same time it gave me many hours to spend with my Daddy. We were able to talk about a lot of things.
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| Daddy getting his photo taken on a horse as was popular back then. |
One day we were talking about how in the world he came up with my nickname of Boo. I was Mama and Daddy's firstborn, and he thought I was beautiful. He said I was his beautiful-Boo! WHAT?? I was so surprised to hear this. I just assumed all those years my name had come from my sensitivity. How wrong I was! Why had I not asked about this before? Why wasn't I told this? Who knows? My Daddy was one of the few people who used to call me Boo. I do like his reason better than mine.
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| Me |
