Gaelyn, pronounced GAY-lin, arrives like a playful monsoon breeze swirling through a Jaipur courtyard—fresh, bright, and full of surprise. Born as a modern twist on the Hebrew name Abigail, “my father’s joy,” Gaelyn carries that timeless warmth even as her very sound hints at the Celtic gale, a whispering wind that stirs both wild heather and holiday laughter. Though she’s never been common—peaking in the 1990s with just a handful of little Gaelyns sprinkled across America—each bearer brings a spark of festive marigold sunshine wherever she goes. Picture a spirited toddler in colourful chaniya choli, giggling under a riot of lanterns—that’s the cheerful promise packed into every GAY-lin.
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