dailyprompt-2037 – Stories That Are All True

Daily writing prompt

Where did your name come from?

My mother had already named me Amanda Jane. She called me AJ for months until she went to a church service and the organist was listed as “Leslie Diane.” All this AJ business was done for her. Now that I know I was called AJ and missed that chance, I like its nonbinary nature, but I do not like the name Amanda. So, things worked out the way I needed them to work out. I wouldn’t want a lifetime of saying that AJ doesn’t stand for anything, not having any proclivities toward Jane, either.

I’m named after a complete stranger, so there’s no cute story of my namesake except that it just looked pretty in print.

I like my name ok, because Leslie is a nonbinary choice. There are plenty of men named Leslie in the UK, so I don’t feel like I need to change my name to something else. It already has both male and female characteristics.

I have heard mixed reviews on what it means. Some say it means “quiet spirit,” some say it means “one from the grey fortress.” Judging from the way my spirit jumps around when I’m alone, I’m leaning toward my namesakes being warriors somewhere in Scotland, because Leslie is actually a surname there.

I am lucky in that I have a Scottish tartan for my first name and and Irish tartan for my last name.

Lanagan is distinctly Irish and I get it from my father’s side. There’s Scottish blood on my mother’s side somewhere, but I don’t remember who is kin to who over there. My grandfathers were both into genealogy, but I’m not. I remember a few stories from my father’s father about how we came to this country, but my other grandfather was not quite as forthcoming because he was not a writer. My father’s father published a book in several volumes called “The Lanagan Century” that cemented those stories in my mind in a way that my other grandfather couldn’t.

It was my grandfather’s version of a blog, in retrospect.

So maybe even though my name was a fluke, I certainly ended up in the right family.

Where did your name come from?

Disclaimer: My mother is dead and I probably don’t remember ALL the things she told me accurately…… but I am doing my best.

When my mother was pregnant with me, she didn’t think of me as “Leslie” at all. I think she had a few names picked out, but I went by “AJ” for a while just to try it on because she thought for sure she was going to name me “Amanda Jane.” I remember “AJ” because that’s one of the names she picked out that I really liked.

To my sister, you were always Lindsay Lorelee. Although I do remember that if you had been a boy, we would have named you “Paul” or “Leighton.” I don’t remember Mom having a boy’s name picked out for me, though, because I’m fairly certain that she felt it in her bones that I was going to be a girl and didn’t bother picking out boys’ names….. or at least, a boy’s name was not procured before the announcement of my gender.

Speaking of which, gender reveals were definitely a thing when I was a child, but not nearly as baffling. You might find out via a card in the mail, or a baby shower announcement, or getting gendered bubble gum cigars at the hospital. None of this “people died” foolishness.

At one point while my mother was pregnant with me, she went to a church service where the organist’s name was listed as “Leslie Diane,” and no other name had a shot after that. It wasn’t a special association with the name or anything, it just sounded good.

I didn’t realize how good until I moved to Portland, where I met my friend Ann’s mother. For some reason, my crowd of friends had gotten into the habit of calling each other by their first and last names…. for instance, when she called I picked up the phone and said “it’s the Karen Miller Show” for like a year. Anyway, I think it was Karen who said something about “The Leslie Lanagan Show” in front of Ann’s mother, and Ann’s mother says, “Leslie Lanagan…. That sounds like a movie star name. But like an old one…. Jayne Mansfield. Bette Davis. Leslie Lanagan.” That was easily 20 years ago, and I remember it like it was yesterday.

In terms of the origin of the name itself, I’ve gotten mixed answers over the years. My parents believed when they named me that it meant “quiet spirit,” but I can’t find record of it. I have found record of the place name, and that there is a clan in Scotland for Leslie as a surname and I have my own plaid. Apparently, it is also Scottish Gaelic for “holly garden” and “powerful ruler.”

I feel that it is the perfect representation of me, because I am not a powerful ruler, but I say powerful things. I am also quiet and recede to my garden a lot of the time. It’s a complicated construct, and my name represents it all.