@awedjob
I do not like the name I chose but I respect the decision I made and my reasons why. I chose, against the council of my Monsignor, the name Robert. It is not a saint’s name. It was the first name of my mom’s second husband at the time. The guy cheated on her and turned out to be a major loser.
I wanted a father so badly growing up. Taking his name was my way to welcome him into our family. Years later, after the divorce, he stopped by my place at college and left his number with a housemate. He asked them to have me give him a call. I never did. A year or two later, I learned he had died.