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My name is Danielle. I’ve had that name since birth and I’ve always had a pretty good relationship with it. My family has a tradition of using the mom’s middle name as the first-born daughter’s name, usually with a different spelling. For example, my grandma's middle name is Rise and my mom's name is Reesa (they are pronounced the same). My mom's middle name is Danyel and mine is Danielle (again, pronounced the same). So, I guess, it’s really the grandparents that name the baby. Anyhow, I like my name because it is unique, but not too unique. My name isn’t as common as Emma or Mary or Katherine, but it is still common enough to find on a keychain at a souvenir shop. Sometimes I do wish that it had a special meaning to the family, but it was really picked because it sounded good. At a younger age, I kind of felt that my name was too masculine, probably because it was too similar to the name Daniel. Just two letters didn’t make it feel that different. Sometimes kids wo