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Sunday, March 6, 2011

Phenomenal Blogger Series

By Linda O'Connell

Published in Sasee Magazine May 2010

Through my teen years, I had no idea who that plain girl was looking back at me in my hand-held mirror. She had occasional blemishes, straight hair so thick a clamp couldn’t hold it, and about an ounce and a half of self-confidence.

Throughout my twenties, the gal in my oval dresser mirror wore sensible clothes, an artificial smile and a stern mommy look when necessary. My sense of self was completely defined by my roles as wife, mother and preschool teacher. I needed to be needed.

During my thirties, every time I glanced in my car’s rearview mirror I saw a woman merging into her own. I no longer wanted to be needed; I wanted to be wanted. I became more daring in my manner of dress. My self-esteem over-flowed like my hormones, and I was driven, on a quest of self-discovery.

At forty, my self-esteem was as on fire as the flaming birthday candles that lapped at my youth. I gazed into my full-length mirror. I tilted it this way and that and examined myself from all angles. I liked what I saw. My confidence was emerging. I knew for certain what I did not want, but I was unsure of what I really wanted. It was a time of introspection, of self-discovery. I travelled to the ocean in my fortieth year. On the rippled waters and pleated sand, I saw a reflection of the woman I had become. I learned how to say no, and yes, and to trust. I learned to ride the waves of everyday trials and tribulations and wait for the waters to calm.

At fifty, I hung a decorative mirror with etched oval frames in my living room and displayed photos of my grandchildren. As I passed that mirror, I saw my own features reflected in their faces, my joy and enthusiasm reflected in their souls. Every once in a while I glanced directly at myself, still a work in progress.

Sixty years of living, and as many brands of face cream purchased over the years, have made me realize that the wrinkles on my face are proof positive that I have lived a full life. I have come to love the skin I’m in. There’s a woman who knows me very well these days. When I greet her in my bathroom mirror, I see a twinkle in her heavy-lidded eyes. I wink at my reflection and remember how my life began at forty. I remarried. I became a grandma. During that decade I released my children’s hands, clung to their newborn babies’ hands and grasped my soul mate’s hand. I evolved. I took ownership of my feelings and vigorously declared my intentions.

As I reflect on my life, I realize that the phases I went through helped me to evolve into the woman I have become, the woman I can look in the eye, whom I respect and admire. I have learned a lot about myself and life in general. As much as I need and want my husband and family to be forever in my life, I know that letting go is as important as hanging on. We must let go of the negative self-speak, the pains of the past and eventually the loves of our lives. I resolve from this day forward to make every day count, for it is not the future or the past that matters, but the moment.

Linda O’Connell thrills at the sight of an ocean wave tumbling a seashell to shore. Evening is her favorite part of the day, and family is her number one priority. After thirty-four years as an early childhood teacher, Linda still considers teaching preschoolers her dream job. She also teaches an adult memoir writing class and feels blessed to be able to touch the future and reach back into the past with her two groups of students.

She is a widely-published, multi-genre writer who steps out in faith. At fifty, she decided to pursue her dreams of being published. Her essays, prose, articles and poetry have appeared in a variety of media. She writes a bi-weekly column for a local, small paper. Linda frequently reads her work aloud and speaks to groups. She has been interviewed several times on local television and also promotes her work in print.

Linda blogs at http://lindaoconnell.blogspot.com/

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  1. Jennifer,
    What a lovely surprise. I am honored.

  2. Jennifer Brown BanksMarch 6, 2011 at 1:30 PM


    Thank you so much for the honor! I'm sure my readers will enjoy this.

  3. What a beautiful life description; a joy to read.

  4. Jennifer Brown BanksMarch 6, 2011 at 5:52 PM

    Thanks, Wendy. It's indeed a great read!

  5. Really wonderful post! I know next time I peek in the mirror I will take an extra moment to smile at the woman I see there. Thank you for that and thanks, Jennifer for bringing such a great read to us all. :)

  6. Linda, what a beautiful post. And you're absolutely right, life is about the moments - the oh, so precious moments as they happen. Embrace them before they are gone. Thanks for the writing.

    And Jennifer, hello to you as well! :)

  7. Jennifer Brown BanksMarch 6, 2011 at 8:21 PM

    Clearly Composed,

    Good to see you on the scene again. Thanks for stopping by. :-)

  8. Jennifer Brown BanksMarch 6, 2011 at 8:24 PM

    Hi Bryan,

    We appreciate your thoughts!

  9. Hi Linda - nice to learn about you. That was really a fantastic read...I love the chronology. As I live my life, I too view each phase as a precursor to the next

    Jennifer - thank you for sharing!

  10. Jennifer Brown BanksMarch 7, 2011 at 5:23 AM

    Hi JK,

    We appreciate your time and thoughts. Much thanks!

  11. Congrats to Linda, and thanks, Jen, for sharing it with us! Makes one think about each decade a little differently!

  12. Jennifer Brown BanksMarch 7, 2011 at 6:15 AM

    How true. :-) Thanks, Karen!

  13. Wendy,
    I am so glad you enjoyed my essay. I will check out your blog later today.

  14. Clearly Composed, (like that description) I am appreciative; my life has changed so much over the eyars and it just keeps getting better as I meet more nice blog friends. I will check out your blog later today.

  15. bryan,
    You are absolutely right. God gave us all the same twenty-four hours in a day. It is up to each of us to make each moment count. Sometimes a smile is more effective than a dozen words. I'll be over to check your blog later today.

  16. JK Allen,
    I so believe that we are all connected and each moment, each friend, each event happens to further connect us. I'll visit your blog after work today.

  17. Karen,
    The words of wisdom on your blog touch me deeply. Thanks for your comments.

  18. Great Post Linda!! Keep Trucking along!

  19. Jennifer Brown BanksMarch 7, 2011 at 4:07 PM

    Thanks for your visit today and your encouragement, Jonathan.

  20. Jonathan,
    Thank you for your encouragement. Great mantra, Keep trucking!

  21. Jennifer, thank you for sharing Linda O'Connell. Linda, I so enjoyed visiting your writing world, and loved especially how you tidied up your world, for the photo shoot.

    We do all have the same 24 hrs, and my, how differently we spend it, is right!

  22. Jennifer Brown BanksMarch 9, 2011 at 1:55 PM


    We aim 2 please. :-) Glad you enjoyed. Thanks!

  23. Yvonne,
    Thank you for your positive feedback and for stopping by. Oh yes, I shoved everything under my calendar :)