My Namesake

I can't believe it has finally happened!  One of my friends has named their baby after me!  Yes, ME!  I don't suppose this would be important to most people, but for years I have complained that I've tried to live my life so that people would name their babies after me.  It just wasn't happening. 
    Now my husband's response to that has always been, "Do you think it is because you are a bit bombastic?"
 The audacity!  First of all, what does the word mean?  And, where did HE get it? Had to look it up in the dictionary.  I wasn't to impressed.  Soooo I looked it up in my synonym finder....a fat book with all of 1356 pages, and that with fine print!!!  Most of those words I couldn't even pronounce.  I settled for a few that I could,...like "impressive", .."flowery", and "pompous".  Take my word for it and don't go looking it up.  I had always feared it sort of referred to a bomb going off.  Cleared that up, but maybe I have a better understanding as to why people wouldn't want a precious little baby to ever seem bombastic!  
  These precious people, however said they have never known another Twila, and wanted me to know I was the honored one. 
   I have watched down through the ;years as friends have named their babies after fathers, mothers, aunts, and yes, friends.  My sister-in-law's friend named her first child after her...Priscilla.  When I was a child, I used to hate my name.  But isn't "Twila" as pretty a name as "Priscilla"?  On the other hand however, I can somewhat see how this might happen.  Priscilla is such a sweet, caring, quiet person!  Now I've never ever meant to be anything but sweet to people.  And as for caring...hey, I tear up when I see a funeral procession...and I don't even have a clue who died!!
    Now, quiet...that's probably the stumper.  I think I may have dropped the ball here.  My own dear mother has worked a lifetime to try to get me to laugh more
quietly.  I have honestly tried.  But when something is funny---I can't help it!  I'd explode otherwise, and that would be much more "lnlady-like".  I think even Mother would agree to that.
    I'm still working some on the art of being quiet when at times, like the laughter, it is almost impossible to hold in.  I AM  getting better...I know I am.  Just recently a guy started spouting off his views about something he knew I was in opposition to, trying to get me to argue with him.  He had his say and acted pretty smug!  But I won!   Everyone there knew my opinion, and felt the same, but I kept my mouth shut.  I even offered him some of the food we were enjoying.  Maybe I am growing up---maybe God put his hand over my mouth--Thank you Lord!  At any rate, I was quiet.  HOORAY!
  I can't help how I was made but I know God has delighted in me.  He has told me so! I just hope this little name sake can have the life of God's peace and enjoyment that I have had.  Even if she should turn out to be a bit bombastic!!