Day 9: Love Lavelle

I believe nothing happens on accident but I don't know what the something is to why the non-coincidences happen. Yesterday was a very weird one.

In the back of my mind almost all the time, I think about baby names. I've done this most of my life even as a kid. In the back of every journal is a list of names that I would name my kids at that stage of my life. I love names. Now that I can actually name my dear little humans, it's even more exciting. Jovial is my favorite adjective and I liked Jovi for short. I really like names with 'V' in them. So now as I ponder Jovi's future siblings I think about 'V's as their common letter. My grandma from Ireland's last name was Lavelle. I always thought that was so cool. She has bright red hair and was quirky and cute. She said most of the people in her city in Ireland all had that name. It was very common. I pondered it as a first name but 'Lavi' just isn't nice nor is 'Velle'. Then I looked up 'lovella' or 'lovelle' who could get called 'love' for short or 'lovie'. It means loved and adored one. Who wouldn't want to be called that everyday of their life? I got excited but before my excitement grew I voiced my idea to Ed in the car yesterday.
'What do you think of the name Lovella?'
 'I've never heard of it or had a thought about it. I'll need to think about it awhile.'
That was a fair response. I thought I'd give him background and tell him about my grandma and her irish last name. Then I looked out the window and a semi was next to us. The whole side of the semi said 'LAVELLE' in really big letters. I don't remember the company or product, but it was just really bizarre to look over and see that.