Nellie Evans was having another crisis of identity. It was time to change her name, again. She was re-raveling herself into something else. She didn’t know what yet, but she knew Nellie didn’t speak to who she felt herself to be. After trying on names like Melinda, just Nell, or Augustine, the name Maime seemed to speak to her. It was an old-fashioned name, but it spoke a strong, yet quiet peace to her soul.
She found out that the meaning of Maime had a Japanese meaning of real, genuine. “ma” meant dance or flax, “i”meant clothing and put with “me” meant bud, sprout, shoot. The name seemed to mean something of the earth, a dance with the earth, something real with roots. That would work just fine for her. So she let Nellie drop away, which wasn’t difficult and she began to recognize herself as Maime.