My Name

I have a truly common name. Wherever I go, it seems there is always at least one more Samantha in the room. It can be confusing at times, but Samantha can have so many different nicknames, thus making it easier. I personally prefer to be called “Sammy.” When I mention it to others, they often tell me they did not think to call me that. It kind of makes me feel unique, or at least a little different from the other Samantha’s. Another reason I prefer to be called “Sammy” is because my cousin, his name is also Sammy, passed away from cancer at the age of sixteen. His death stung like a bee and broke my family's hearts. He was extrovert and could be a buffoon, my family adored him. When my family calls me Sammy they always remember him, and I like that it ensures he will never be forgotten.  The name Samantha means “listener.” I believe it fits my personality because I would rather listen then talk. My mother actually named me Samantha because she was choosing between two names: Samantha and Sabrina- both names of witches because she believed I would be a rambunctious child. In the end she thought Samantha was a better choice for me.