I know we talked about this over and over (and over!) again and because of that you’re probably not going to like what I have to say. I know how much it means to you for me to be Mrs. Watkins, and that as a sweet compromise you begrudgingly agreed to let me be Mrs. Penn-Watkins instead. I appreciate you caving in slightly in that department and I know you thought that was the end of the debate about itl. But, here’s the thing: I still want to be Charli Penn – at least for a little while longer. You won’t believe this, but it has absolutely nothing to do with how I feel about your name. I will always be partial to Penn, but Watkins really does have a nice ring to it too. It instead has everything to do with the fact that the act of getting married represents such a big union and ultimately such an enormous change (for the better) in my life that although it brings me so much joy to be your wife, I find just a small part of me still wanting to hold on to something about me that felt right before you were ever the center of my life. Is that weird? Okay maybe a little. Or maybe it isn’t. I don’t know. But this all comes from a good place, promise.
Ninety six percent of me cannot wait to jump up the first time someone yells “Charli Penn-Watkins” at the DMV, or say “this is she” when a telemarketer randomly calls and says “May I please speak to Mrs. Watkins”. But, 2 percent of me is still not convinced I really believe a woman should have to change her name at all (sorry, babe), and the other 2 percent of me has just been too damn lazy to put the tremendous effort forth to do it right now. So there you have it. The answer to the question I know has been on your mind: “Why the hell hasn’t my wife even attempted to change her name to mine.”
And don’t say it’s okay. I know you will, but it‘s probably not. Not to you at least. I get it. I know it’s not okay with you because every time since our beautiful wedding day that you have had to fill out my name you’ve proudly written Charli Penn-Watkins — every single time. Believe me baby I noticed, and I know how proud officially making me your wife has made you feel. I’m proud that you’re the kind of man that takes pride in that. Know that I will get there, I promise. But, I’m just not there yet. Bare with me, please? I love and adore you and being married to you, and calling you my husband instead of my fiancé or boyfriend. I really do and I believe in my heart that you know that too. So know that I’m getting there slowly. I think I’ll even be there sooner than you think, and I appreciate your patience more than you can ever know. Also, just for the record: I agreed to change my name finally because family means everything to me, and I want you, me, and our kids to share a name and a bond that’s unbreakable and recognizable. You surname is a big part of that. That’s gotta count for something right? I love you so very much.
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