"But wait, your name isn't Latin..."

During my lifetime, many people have asked me where my name comes from and why my parents chose such a unique name. Growing up, I always hated my name. No one could pronounce it correctly or spell it the right way. This would upset me and cause me to become frustrated with my parents. "Seriously guys, why couldn't you have named me Katie or Ashley. That way I didn't have to spend five minutes helping people figure out how to spell or pronounce my name." My parents always tell me the same story and end with, "come on, being unique is a cool thing." I never understood that until I became older and now I don't really want to be like anybody else. 

When my mom was a little girl living in Cuba, she would walk to school every morning and passed a dozen super markets and stores. "There was always this one store that caught my attention. It was a shoe store." If anybody knows my mom, she LOVES shoes. She has kind of an obsession. In our house, she has two walking closets full of shoes but she claims she doesn't have enough. The shoe store was named Lissette. The little girl on the sign had bright blue eyes and long brown hair. Go figure. My mom was right on the money. I was also born with a lot of brown hair and bright blue eyes. So pretty much, I was named after a shoe store in Cuba. I have grown to love my name and even though it's French and not Latin, that is perfectly fine with me! My parents picked it and I wouldn't change it for the world. Remember ladies and gentleman- love your name because your parents picked it for a reason!