What history that lies behind a name

My first name was my Khun Yai’s (Thai for “grandmother”) doing. “I want them ALL to have Saint names”. Even though ‘Stephanie’ is not even a saint! St. Stephen is where she said she got it. My middle names, Liana and Nicole, are like apples and bananas. I don’t know how Nicole was chosen by my parents, but Liana was is my favorite and done by my Portuguese grandfather. Since I have four other siblings, I’m aware that not all the time and effort was put behind choosing my name… at least that I am know of. I am the middle child, and the only one with two middle names, so in yo face brothers and sister. My first middle name, Liana, fits me best, I think. My last name, Jones, is a slave name. When  a few of my father’s ancestors were forced to this country, they took the name of their slave master, which must have been Jones. I honor the struggle of my last name the most, and it makes me shiver at the thought of how much painful, rich history lies behind ‘Jones’.