NOT AN ANGEL (The Origin of My Name)

I am definitely not an angel but for my parents, I will always be like one.

My name is Angeline. I was born on February 22, 1993 when my mother was at her thirties. At that time, they have two children. They were not expecting that a child will still come in their lives. They always wanted to have a baby girl in the family. I came just in time.

When I was in high school, I also had an assignment asking us to know the origin and the reason why our parents chose our name. That was the time that I had the opportunity to interview my parents—particularly my mother—about my birth.

My mother said that they were just planning to have two kids—one boy and one girl. Their first child was a boy, but unfortunately, he died because of premature birth. After the sad incident that struck our family, my parents moved on. Soon, my mother gave birth to another baby boy. They gave him the name Benjamin.

Four years after, my older brother Brian was born. Since the original plan was to have two children in the family, it took them 11 years to be financially stable and to finally decide that indeed, they want another angel to come in the family. They wanted to have a baby girl, and that time, God gave them one.

And yes, I was born. My mother said they gave me the name Angeline because God gave me to them. I am God-sent. I am a gift. And just like how one website defined my name, my mother said I am a messenger of God. I am an angel sent to them to deliver the message that all they need to have is faith. The faith that they held on to when they were in the midst of wanting a baby girl in their lives.