I learned the meaning of my name when my fifth grade teacher told me, my name means beloved one. She always told me i was a beloved one. Her name was mary powers. She was in her late fifties when she entered my life. She was tall and stood incredibly straight. I can still see her doing the pledge of alliegence. We remained close until her death. Every card she ever wrote to me she always wrote "to my beloved amy". she never judged, she never questioned the path i chose in my life she just continued to remind me i was "beloved" and my mom picked a good name.
Amala82962 Amala82962
46-50, F
Jul 22, 2010