What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;

At the beginning of the summer, I had this feeling that my name was going to change but I couldn’t see clearly how or to what.

By the end of July, it occurred to me: I know my name, I have had it my entire life — a song which?I willingly answer to and always will.

The change wasn’t to something, The change is simply a dropping of my outdated married name Trine.

When I told my Father about this decision, he was ecstatic! ?He explained how my Mother had chosen my first name, Cheryl. ?He had insisted that I have as my middle name my Mother’s first name, Marlene.

As of September 18, legally my name is me, as I have always been and always will be.

I am Cheryl Marlene.