The Surname
Sometimes I just stand amazing at the amount of wisdom that my Mom has. When I got married my new surname was a bit strange at first. You know, its just hard to make it fit with my name without sounding funny. Even though I spent a good couple of years imagining it, dreaming about being a Mrs.
However when I could finally, legally call myself a Mrs. it was harder than I thought. My signature. My e-mail accounts. My person info on all my accounts. I can't just go and change it - I need proof. I know I've got my marriage certificate and all, but still, its a hassle. Changing my e-mail address alone is a hassle. I left it for a while, thinking that its not urgent or anything. Still I dread changing my driver's license & ID - home affairs & the traffic offices are notorious for the horrible lack of decent service.
My Mom started encouraging me to do the things which are easier though. Changing my e-mail, practicing my signature. All those things might seem pretty annoying and pointless to women, specially like me who thought that I would "eventually change it".
My Mom realized something which I hadn't yet. For a wife to take on her husband's surname half heartedly says something. If however she is enthusiastic about the whole rig-ma-roll, it make the husband feel proud - after all men do see their woman as a trophy. Not in an ugly shauvinistic way, but rather in a proud way. Proud that his wife is HIS wife, and no one else's.
