I was born without a name. For 6 months, all my birth certificate read was: male, april 3, 1969 (or m4369 if you prefer). you see, bc I was going to be the 5th (n last if my mother had her way but she didn't) my mother decided that I was to have a name unique to the family. Why did it take her so long to find a name tho? well in part, the reason is bc I come a rather large n scattered family who did not always keep good records. In another part, my older brother was only 2 n half months old at my conception. Yes ppl, my parents had high libidos. For those without dictionaries, that means they were very horny. anyway, after exhustive research spanning several states n more than 100 yrs, at the age of a half yr, I was christened daniel phillip morrical. dan to my friends. 2 of the most common names throughout history n the world are unique in my family. go figure. 6 months later, my aunt named her son daniel n my mother never spoke to her again.
Some time later n for circumstances that is none of the public's business, I was adopted n added buchholz to the end of my name. A few yrs ago, I met a Hawaiian woman online n over the course of time, she became a dear friend of mine. not long ago, she gave a gift. a Hawaiian name. Na means her, hoa means friend n malama has many positive meanings. so basically, Nahoamalama means her good friend n to honor my good friend, I put it as my name when I join a new site.