Okay still surfing Postaday. Love this one. One of the things I use as an icebreaker in workshops and classes was to ask the story of people’s name including the nickname they hated the most. Mine was Scrawnie Vaughanie–by an uncle. My father called me his Curly-Headed Cow Girl–even when I was bald and eventually had straight hai. Maybe that is why I now love living in Colorado.
Won’t reveal the nick names I gave my kid’s they might erad this.
Share, care and stay strong.