May 16, 2017

I was named after my maternal grandmother, and although I never knew her, I feel a kinship in our shared name. My great aunts, who knew her well, used to say that Athena and I looked very much alike. I’ve studied old photos, the black and white ones with scalloped edges, and I really don’t see it. She was tall and curvaceous and her features were far more dramatic than mine. But I’ve looked at enough faces to know that the similarities we see are not always literal. As a child, I wished to be called Lucy or Jane –– a simple English name that everyone could pronounce. It wasn’t until I entered my teens that I realized what a gift Athena was. I rarely think about my name anymore, but once in a while someone will stop and ask me, “she was a Greek goddess, right?” “Yes, of wisdom and war. And she was my grandmother.”



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