If my name could be anything... by LH7

It would be

August

My great-grandmother’s name was Augusta, and she went by August when she was younger. But as soon as my family grew bigger, she went by Grandma Gus. She was really close to me, but she died in April, right before her 94th birthday. I think that if my name was August, then it would help me remember her and feel like a part of her was still in me. It’s not that I don’t like my name, I just think that August fits me better.