I've always loved my name.
I know people who don't like their first name or their last name or both of their names for a variety of reasons. Not me. I got lucky.
And I've always felt that Bridget Magee was a pretty straightforward name. Both names hint at my Irish heritage, but are somewhat common in America.
Then we moved to Switzerland. And here the name Bridget Magee completely throws people for a loop.
If I am interacting with a Swiss German speaking person, in person or on the phone, they literally can not make heads or tails of my name. Almost 100% of the time, the person I am dealing with (doctor, receptionist, pharmacist, rail office employee, etc.) thinks the name Magee is my FIRST name. As in "Maggie". Simultaneously they have never heard of the name Bridget and/or can not pronounce it.
I've gotten to the point that I immediately say, "Mein Familienname ist Magee." or "Mein Nachname ist Magee." (My family name or last name is Magee.) This is invariably met with raised eyebrows and confused looks and the repeated attempt to call me "Frau Bridget" or "Mrs. Bridget". Ugh.
On the flip side, Joe's last name, Uhlik, is common place here in Switzerland. Ok, it's not exactly common here, but it doesn't cause the same confusion (and naughty innuendo...pronounced You-Lick) as it did in the United States. A sigh of relief for Joe, who deserves it after years of relentless teasing about his last name.
Another funny thing about names in other countries is how different countries/cultures handle movie titles. Given my current identity crisis, when I found out the movie, Bridget Jone's Diary is called "Bridget Jones - Schokolade zum Frühstück" = Bridget Jones Chocolate for Breakfast in German, I wasn't least bit surprised.
In order to get back in touch with my true identity, I've decided to share an "I am" poem to get me back to who I am.
I am Bridget Magee.I am a wife, a mom, a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a teacher, a poet, an author, an optimist.
I wonder what my next adventure will be.
I hear trains roaring by reminding me to be open to the next phase of my life.
I see snow capped mountains outside my window.
I want to be happy and help others be happy.
I am trying to connect with people through my writing, my teaching and my kindness.
I pretend to be brave even when I am scared.
I feel hopeful about the future because to feel otherwise is unacceptable.
I touch Smidgey's wiggly body and am reminded of unconditional love.
I worry about those I love, but have faith that they will be fine because they are strong and resilient.
I cry when the weight of the world feels too heavy.
I understand that I can affect change by being the kindness and peace I want to see in the world.
I say thank you to all of my loves (Joe, Co, and Mo) and to you, Dear Reader.
I am Bridget Magee.
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