The story of my name:
I always loved my name growing up, but it was very frustrating. People would mispronounce it, think it was a typo, or call me by the wrong name all together. I loathe the name Melissa because of this. My own dad never said, so he just called me "Sis," as did the rest of his friends. As a result, 90% of my family always called me "Sis" or "Missy." Through my childhood and teen years, I would refer to myself as only Missy because I hated my name being butchered all the time. Then I met my now ex-Husband, and he refused to call me anything other than my given name. He would say my name wasn't Missy, so he wasn't going to call me that. I always found that ironic since he goes by a shortened version of his name haha. Anyway, even my middle name is unique, and I've never found anything with that name either.
When my mom was younger, around 6th grade, a lady entered her classroom. This woman had married an American soldier, and she did not speak English. She was allowed to attend my mom's classes in order to learn the language. My mom remember her name for all those years, but she never knew how to spell it. Several years later, I'm born. I was actually nameless for around 2 weeks because my mom did not know how to spell my name. She took a guess, and created her own spelling when the hospital called to tell her they were running out of time to fill out my birth certificate. As for my middle name, my mom wanted to name me Jeanine after my Aunt Jean. My other aunt, my mom's sister, didn't like that idea very much haha, so she came up with my middle name. I spent my 30ish years thinking my middle name was a figment of my aunt's imagination or of English origin, never knowing it held any other meaning. My niece shares my middle name, as well as a classmate's younger sister. They were both given my middle name, due to it's uniqueness.
For internet safety reasons, I do not wish to use my actual names and the spellings of those names, so I will give you the cultural names and their meanings, as given to me by the wonderful people at CrossTimber.
Misaki: Japanese. Mi means Beautiful. Saki means Blossom. Misaki means Beautiful Blossom.
Janai: Various meanings, but the most fitting with Misaki is Small Bird.
Now, I did get Mr. B's name, too. When I named him, the name book said "Spirited." But CrossTimber was able to go back farther to an Old English meaning, that mean "From the Broad Clearning."
I LOVE this!
These make wonderful gifts for anytime, but especially with the holidays coming up. I have a few family members who just might be getting their own name plaques! I can't recommend CrossTimber enough! Great company, and a great family! We are so blessed to have been introduced to them!