You know, it's not that big a deal to me these days (what others choose to do), but in my case I was very happy to cast off my step-father's name (he adopted me after marrying my mother) and adopt my husband's name. I had not only no emotional tie to my maiden name nor the man who "gave" it to me, I had an antipathy towards it.
I felt that in accepting a new last name, I was accepting a big part of Jack's background and family history, that he was offering me in love. It wasn't an ownership thing, it was an offer of a very intimate part of him, and I was proud and happy to accept it.
But I do totally see how it can be accuartely perceived as a continuation of female-dominance, "females are not as important" type of attitude in society.
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At night, the ice weasels come." -
Matt Groening
My goal? To fulfill my potential.
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