When I was a child I never really understood the meaning of my name. Coming from a mixed background I just knew I had an ‘Arabic’ name. It wasn’t until I started high school that I found out my name Amal actually means hope. It was then then that a lot of things clicked into place for me.
Hope. Which we can define as either ‘a feeling of expectation and desire for a particular thing to happen‘ or ‘a person or thing that may help or save someone‘. Understanding the meaning of my name gave me (and I know it sounds corny but…) hope. Something I have never been able to lose since.
Whenever I’m lost I always say to myself “Well Amal, your name means hope. If you lose hope, you’ll lose yourself. Once you’re lost, it’s hard to find yourself again. Hold on to that line of hope, no matter how thin it appears to be.” It has helped me become who I am today. It has helped me survive with a smile on my face (there might have been tears in my eyes too, but trust me there has always been a smile), no matter how rough the waters got.
Not only that but I always ask myself how can I live with hope without giving hope to others? How can I face the world with a smile whilst seeing the sadness in other peoples eyes or face? How can I see people lost, with no hope, without giving them some of mine?
So, I came to the conclusion that God brought me into the world and my parents named me Amal, as a sign or hint or my purpose in life;
1) To always desire for things to get better, not just for myself but for others too, and
2) To help or save those who need it.
Amal, Hope. You’ll always find it. You’ll always find me.
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