Robert

When I was 16 my beloved Grandfather, Robert, died unexpectedly. I had always imagined that I would name my first child after him in some way, and was excited to name my son Robert when I found out. It almost didn't happen though, as my partner and I had some nickname differences. In the end we decided against any nickname and Robert was born. The name fits him beautifully, and he reminds me of my grandfather.

-Emily, Minneapolis, MN USA