I didn't appreciate my name nearly as much as a child as I do now. I grew up Petra Leona Hildayna Joyce. I got ALL the family names. My Mum played around with my Dad's name, Peter and came up with Petra. She then came up with Leona after Leonard, my granddad, and Hildayna after Hilda, my granny.
When I was younger I would hold my breath every time I got a new teacher, hoping that they would pronounce it right PET-ra, not PEE-tra. I took the plays on my name in stride... petri dish, petrafied, and when I was sunburned they called me petrafried...
Now that I am older, I love that I have a name that isn't shared by very many people. Petra means literally "The Rock". I am OK sharing a name with this guy:
Can you believe Mike & I actually went and saw him live in WWE Wrestling when we were first dating. I know, I know...
I also love that there is a beautiful city in Jordan named Petra. In the fall my Mum & Dad took a trip to Jordan to see this beautiful city of rock. They brought me back a piece of rock from there, so I own a piece of Petra now. :) Here is a picture of the treasury... see how it is literally carved in to the rock?
Petra was not discovered until 1812 and BBC chose it as one of the 40 places you should see before you die. I would like to visit Petra one day and see the city. I find it absolutely fascinating and very beautiful.
How did you get your name?