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I'm joining in on Lisa-Jo baker's 'Five Minute Friday'.
The rules are pretty simple. One word. Five minutes of writing. No editing.

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I'm cheating a little on this prompt. The first thing that came to mind was this song "My Last Name" by Dierks Bentley.

"My Last Name"

I learned how to write it when I first started school,
Some bully didn't like it, he said it didn't sound to cool,
So I had to hit him and all I said when the blood came,
It's my last name

Grandpa took of to Europe to fight the Germans in the war,
It came back on some dog tags nobody wears no more,
It's written on a headstone in the field where he was slain,
It's my last name

Passed down from generations too far back to trace,
I can see all my relations when I look into my face,
May never make it famous but I'll never bring it shame,
It's my last name

Daddy always told me far back as I recall,
Son, your part of somethin', you represent us all,
So keep it how you got it , as solid as it came,
It's my last name

Passed down from generations too far back to trace,
I can see all my relations when I look into my face,
May never make it famous but I'll never bring it shame,
It's my last name

So darlin' if you're wonderin' why I've got you here tonight,
I wanna be your husband, I want you to be my wife,
I ain't got much to give you but what I've got means everything,
It's my last name, oh, it's my last name

I learned how to write it when I first started school 


When I think of my last name, I think of my husband. I think of the bold, handsome man that God blessed me with. The relationship that we were given. My last name, it's just a name. The man that I married, that's my blessing. With every up and down, every twist and turn, every laugh, every tear, every last one of those memories and moments is a blessing that I have with my husband.

I love him to the moon and back to infinity and beyond forever and ever, amen.