Grace,
I have wanted to respond to your post from the first time I read it. It has just taken me a while to figure out what to say. I've been there, with my neice. My middle name was Loren, her first name is Lauren. It was as close as my sister could come. My first reaction was that it hurt to my core. My second was a sense of pride that someone felt that way about me. If pain and pride go together, this was the ultimate blend.
Somewhere in there I realized that it wasn't about me. It was about my niece. She loves me very much. She looks up to me. She trusts me. But the key there was she needs ME! She does not need a male relative; she does not need a female relative. She needs the one who listens. She needs her adult play- mate. She needs the one who cries with her and tells her everything will be OK and the one who does not tolerate anything but her best. And as a man or a woman, I will be there for her.
In the end, she didn't care if I was him or Jen. She was a little confused at first but there was no issue.
Hugs,
Jen