That which we call a rose by any other name

"What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet."
Romeo and Juliet (II, ii, 1-2)

I wasn't always called KelloggsVille.  Once I was KelloggsMaiden.  I can't relate to her anymore.  She is a person so different from the person I am now that I can't associate myself with that name at all. 

For a note worthy amount of time I was KelloggsFirstmarriage.  The name of my daughter, a name that will remain part of me and yet a name that I would never return to if I were to be no longer who I am now.

I am now KelloggsSecondmarriage.  It's my official name.  But it's still not something that I feel describes the core of who I am.

By name I no longer know who I am and if I weren't KelloggsSecondmarriage, I have no idea who I would become.

I followed an online conversation of a bride-to-be who couldn't make up her mind about whether to change her name on marriage.  I felt so lost in what I actually feel about myself  that I could offer no advice.

Part of me wishes I had double-barrelled on my first marriage and I could have then just changed the second part and kept a bit of me right through my life.  Part of me feels I'm glad to keep leaving the past behind and have moved on.  But part of me is sad that I have no solid identity and my name doesn't really reflect who I am as a whole person.

I hate my name,  I want a new one.  One that reflects who I am now.  What I feel about myself. Identifies me as a person.

Does it matter?  Probably not.  But it's a nag.

Why must a women lose her self with marriage and do some people that have never changed their name still feel disassociated from it?

If you do decide to just change your name, how do you convince people to start using it?  The ultimate challenge to get my mother to call me by a different name.

From now on I wish to be known as Tenzing .... shut up, just do it.

Tenzing Norgay the best fake hotel name ever(est) see what I did there?! (as long as they don't make me use the stairs!) ...