I have a strange name. It's German, and pronounced beer-ga. It's frequently mispronounced, and occasionally mocked. I disliked my name throughout my childhood, but have now found that it "fits" me.
I began hosting a radio show a little over 4 years ago and had the opportunity to get a fresh start. I could pick any name that I wanted. I asked around and tried out a few possibilities, but nothing seemed right.
So, Birga it is.
I wish I could report that my name had a great and deep (even spiritual) meaning, but it's just a name. However, for those in my life, it means: wife, mother, sister, daughter, friend, radio host and neighbor. What's in a name? For me, everything.
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