I met this man in Maboneng, when I asked him his name he replied "Michael, like the angel". I thought that this was the most wonderful thing.
What could my thing be? Heather, like the flower? Lame. Heather, like Heather Locklear? Worse...
There were three natural disasters with my name... Tropical Storm Heather of '69 and '73 and of course (jokes) Hurricane Heather of '77!
Well, when I was small I actually wanted my name to be Angie. Use it, don't use it...