My mother’s first name was Audrey. A lovely name. When I was a kid I had never heard of anyone else named that so I just thought of it as an odd, old-fashioned name but over the years I gradually grew to like it a lot more. I hope it never becomes trendy, though. I like that it’s a little bit rare but still common enough to not be weird. My mother didn’t like it, I think mainly because it is so often mispronounced. A lot of people want to add an extra “r” in the middle – as if it were “Aurdrey” or “Ordrey” (And if you’re one of those people just stop it! Listen to yourselves, why don’t you?!)
I’ve always been fascinated with the childhood pictures of my mother. She was a cute little blonde girl and I used to fantasize that I would someday have a little blonde daughter who looked a lot like her. (I ended up having two cute blond sons instead which I’m very okay with.) We used to look at those pictures and she would tell me about the things she and her siblings did and the places they lived and other people she knew so I almost feel like I knew what she was like when she was a kid.
You can’t see her face very well in the photo above, with her older brother and aunts, (her mother’s sisters) but I thought you might like it because it’s not just people standing there looking at the camera.
(I had planned on this being a much longer post but I always get to a point where I don’t know how to say what I want to.)