Some mornings before I leave for work I will pick one of those perfect pink plumerias and wear it behind my ear. And no matter what challenges may come, with that soft flower gracing my hair, I am continuously calmed by its magnificent scent.
In English it is a plumeria; in Hawaiian, melia. In Chamorro it is called flores Mayu; in Refaluwasch, séyúr. No matter what we call this enchanting flower, it will always smell as sweet and look as beautiful.
In the past week, Katelyn has asked me at least four times to change her name. The last time was yesterday when she asked to change her name to Rebecca. I told her that her name is already Rebecca and I'd call her that if wanted me to. She did. So I called her Rebecca. Once. And then I forgot and so did she.
And even if she grows up and decides she doesn't like the name Katelyn Rebecca, she will always be my sweet, beautiful, loving daughter.
Although I do hope she never asks if she can change her name to Princess Consuela Banana Hammock.