(Another list, sorry. My writing has declined with the absence of one husband. Will work to correct.)

1. I realized about a month ago that many people probably gave little girls the name “Hope” last year due to the painful overuse of the term by the Obama campaign. I would like to go on record as saying that Maddie’s middle name has nothing to do with politics whatsoever. 2008 was a year of rekindled hope in our family and in my life, and I wanted to use the opportunity of her name as a remembrance, a worshipful signpost in the course of time.

2. I have spelled and said the word “sherbet” incorrectly for my entire life up until this week. (Truth be told, I had to correct that typing of it, as well) I have always said and spelled it “SHER-BERT.” If I hadn’t volunteered for our church’s cookbook committee I might never have realized the error.

3. As much teasing as my name caused me in elementary school — Kelly rhymes with “jelly,” “belly,” and “smelly”– no one ever attempted an insult using the word “deli.” This came to me as I lay in bed doing a crossword puzzle last night.

Now that your life has been changed by this blog post, you may go on with your day.

5 thoughts on “Realizations

  1. So, do you think the SHER-BERT thing is in any way tied to New England? I’ve always pronounced it exactly that way too. And because it’s important – my favorite was always the rainbow flavor.


  2. I poked around a little and discovered that “sherbert” is an acceptable alternate spelling. If it is a New England thing, I wouldn’t be surprised, given our penchant for inserting “r”s where they don’t belong and dropping them where they do. Score!My sister had rainbow sherbert with her birthday cake every year. 🙂


  3. Melanie, I’ll just say in a very ladylike way that 2007 basically kicked the snot out of me. Healthwise, church-wise, friendship-wise, etc…. When I found out that I was expecting Maddie, I was shocked and upset, thinking there was no way I could handle one more change, and I was terrified that my body might never recover. The pregnancy was difficult physically, as well, and there were days when I gave into despair.But by the time we were ready to finalize her name in the car on the way to the hospital, I was in a completely different place emotionally and spiritually. I had hope again! God performed a good work, and I pray He does the same for you this year.


  4. Thank you for your honesty. My feelings about this pregnancy mirror yours…and my heartache is similar, but more within my immediate family. I have no idea how I’ll make it through, but I’m starting to hope, though the hope is only a flicker right now. Thanks again for sharing; it gives me encouragement.


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