The majority of people I know tend to have been named after a family member or a close friend.
Not me.
I’m named after a nun. 🙂
I wish I could tell you that the said nun had provided my parents with spiritual guidance and succour, but sadly I can’t. Apparently, after I’d been born and Mum was enjoying/enduring her forced stay in the maternity home, she read an article in Women’s Weekly called The Story of Sister Ruth and that was that.
I never did learn what Sister Ruth’s story was, but I suppose being named Ruth is an improvement on Battling Bertha! 🙂
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