My favorite uncle named me Regina. I never knew this until he had passed away. I would have wanted to learn why he chose this particular name for me, but I like that it means queen in Latin, Italian, and Spanish, all of which I didn’t expect my uncle to know. The next year, when he had a second son, he named him Reginald. We once took a typing class together in high school, and people asked if we were twins, even though Reginald was over six feet tall and I was not even five feet. Ironically, Reginald could out-type me, earning an A for the class and me a C.
When I was in Madrid, Spain, in 1998, I visited the Royal Palace. In the basement, all of the late queen’s coffins started with Regina. I found that absolutely cool! It is a name that fits my personality, and I love it. I don’t meet many others by the same name. Because of its rarity, I am over the moon when I read a book or watch a movie with a character named Regina.
Names are so important to me that I always ask people how to pronounce them before I try to say them. It is a sign of respect and tells people you value them and see their humanity. I also like to say to people with unusual names how pretty their names are and that they fit them, and it never fails to solicit a smile and a word of gratitude. As a professor, I worked hard to know everyone’s names so they knew that they were not numbers on a sheet but actual human beings to me. That was one thing students noted they liked on my evaluations, vindicating all the time I spent learning their names, whether I had 30 or 90 students.
Names tell people that we are human and have worth. We owe it to people to get them right.
Help from Heaven 
Queen Regina; how cool. Have a great day.
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You have a beautiful name
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In the Catholic tradition, Mary, the mother of Jesus, is the Queen of Heaven. In Latin she is called Maria Regina in that role.
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I did not know that. Wow. When we were in Elche, Spain, we watched a film from a festival they have every year on the Annunciation of Mary, in which she ascends to Heaven. For them as a Catholic nation, she is equal to Jesus, almost. It was weird to me as a Baptist but I really admired their faith and their devotion to their faith traditions that are passed down to each new generation.
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