I am so sorry I have been absent. It was a LONG 2014. But here I am, back to entertain and to tell you that life is better than I ever thought it could be. And for my first post of 2015 and first post as a married woman, I have decided to talk about what has been haunting me. I am no longer me. I am a new person. I am a McMichael. It's legal. It's printed. It's crazy.
My former name has its negatives: It is NEVER spelled correctly. NO, they didn't screw it up at Ellis Island. YES, I am positive I am not forgetting a letter, strange generic person asking me how to spell it... NO, I am not related to the former mayor of Detroit. YES, I know you've never seen it spelled that way before. But it's all these things that make me love my name so much. And let's be honest; the initials L.C. are the best. I couldn't part with that, another reason for the middle name shift. ALWAYS L.C.
I know some people out there don't change their names, and believe me, I love and respect that. But for me, this change is one that I have been dreaming about for a long time. While the change is an interesting and tricky one, I do think it was what was intended for me. And thank GOD my name is still Irish. I mean, let's be honest; I couldn't be anything else. I would have settled for whatever the heck Timberlake is, however.