Pronounced REE-uh, Rhia unravels like a sunlit ribbon drifting across a Mediterranean sky, its three syllables both delicate and steadfast. Drawn from the ancient Titaness Rhea—mother of gods in Greek myth—this name carries a quiet power, as if cradling within its soft curve the promise of new beginnings. Though it flutters just beneath the radar in the United States, with only a handful of little girls each year and a ranking near 950, that rarity only adds to its allure: a hidden gem amidst a sea of familiar names. In Latin-tinged celebrations, Rhia sparkles like dewdrops on bougainvillea petals, evoking laughter shared in sun-drenched plazas and the comforting aroma of café con leche at dawn. Parents who choose Rhia gift their daughter a poetic invitation—to grow with grace, to bloom against the odds, and to carry forward a legacy woven from legend, warmth, and heartfelt whispers of “¿Cómo estás?” in their souls.