I’ve put a LOT of thought into this. At first, I thought I’d want to be called “Nana”. I’d always liked that name. But, then I got to thinking about how much I loved it that my friend Kristina’s little boy called his grandma “Honey”. I got a warm feeling in my heart whenever I heard him saying “my Honey” this and “my Honey” that. Then, my good friend, Jill, became “Grandma Honey” after another “Honey” she knew and admired. I googled it and found that, sure enough, Honey is one of the more common grandma names. I decided that I wanted to join the “Honey club”, as my friend puts it, and I would be called “Nana Honey”. She heartily welcomed me into the club when I announced my intentions to her. I feel like I’m settling nicely into my new name. I loved being called “Mom” and “Mama”, and I’ve missed that. Now, I’m mostly called just Darlene. I’ll be happy to be hearing myself called by a more affectionate and informal name again. Most of my friends call my dad “Grandpa Bob” instead of Bob, because that is how we introduce him. They seem to get a kick out of calling him that, and I think he enjoys it too.
You may now call me “Nana Honey” if you like. Or if that seems too premature, you can wait until June. But, I will be referring to myself as “Nana Honey” from now on.