My partner, a lady who was next to me shared her name, the meaning of her name, and the significance, when it came to my turn, I too did it with ease and comfort. The end of the day, I could not forget the experience of what I shared, for there was so much of gratitude in my heart for my parents, who are no more – and I marveled at the way they chose our names in the family.
Being very simple and down to earth, fearing God, they were guided by the religious priests and nuns. I remember my mom telling me that I was named by a religious nun as Genevive Angela, the reason being that according to the calendar, the feast of St Genevieve was on January 3rd and I was born on 29 December. Angela was added to Genevive, and that’s how I was named as Genevive Angela.
I don’t know from where my mother picked up another pet name for me, and she started calling me Janet, and I loved being called by this name.