When Juliet asked Romeo: “What’s in a name? That which we call a rose/By any other name would smell as sweet” she, of course, meant his family name. But I’m wondering about the significance of the middle name.
First names are chosen with care, I presume, to honor someone else, to embue the child with certain characteristics, or because it sounds good.
But what about the middle name? Most often, it’s not even included, except in legal documents. Sometimes it’s only suggested by a letter, which could be interesting if the first and last names combined with it to form a word.
Like what would have happened if my name was Paula Irene when I had married Mr. Green? Would I have wanted to go around with PIG initials?
I don’t have a middle name. My mother said it was hard enough choosing the first one. So, what if I could pick it myself, what would it be? Violet? For my love of all things purple. Olive? With a nod and tip of the hat toward my married name. Or, something lively like Harriet Ruth Ursula. If I’m making up one, I can make up three.