The topic of name-changing has been pretty ferociously debated (also, I can't believe that entry's from a year ago), as it's a pretty personal one. I've known for a long time that I didn't want to be the only one to change my name when I got married, but I've ALWAYS known my name would change when that day came. Luckily, The Foliage has wanted to legally add his mother's last name to his for years, so that's what he'll be doing. And we'll both be doing all the paperwork and going through the hassle, which I love, but we're still going to have the same last name and be tied to our extended family. Perfect.
But one day, pretty soon after getting engaged, I was at my parents' house, and my father and I were talking. I mentioned how it was really hard for a lot of women (and in some cases not even an option) to change their last names. I couldn't even get to the part where I said I'd be taking my partner's family names before my dad started barking, "Just take his name! TAKE HIS NAME! IT'S NICE!" Which, you know, kind of took me aback.
My sisters and I are the last of the family with this last name. Well, that's not true. There's a brach we've never met who pronounce it wrong (seriously...it's so so wrong). So if none of us have/adopt kids and give them our current surname, it's completely done. Which has always felt so HUGE to me. And I thought my dad would have the same opinion. Buuuuut apparently I was wrong.
He said, "it's just a string of syllables...it doesn't mean anything. That's all any name is." Which was weird. He can be a very unemotional guy sometimes. In any case, it kind of changed how I've looked at last names. They're just sounds. They used to exist to tell people where you were from or what you did. Now we're all from everywhere and hardly anyone has a family business to represent. I was already going to change my name, but that made it a little easier.
Also now I get to yell, "JUST CHANGE YOUR NAME. IT'S NICE." to my friends who are undecided. So that's fun.