why i marched

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I traveled to Washington D.C. on Saturday to participate in the Women’s March, and it was one of the most moving experiences of my life. I attended with my friends Jennifer + Dave Cooper (who took so many amazing images, including this one). I have a confession to make: I was afraid. I have terrible anxiety and avoid crowds and chaos whenever possible. I had a massive panic attack mid-way through and had to retreat from the heart of the gathering. But I was there–I had to be. The issues at stake are too significant, threatening too many of our freedoms as women, as Americans, and as humans. This weekend gave me so much hope for the future – we will not be silenced, and we will continue to take action. I’ll be processing this experience for some time, but I feel more determined and empowered than ever. This is not a moment, but a movement, and I’m honored to join the fight. Here are some (not all) of the reasons I marched, in no specific order:

 

I marched because I’m a woman.

I marched because I’m a mother.

I marched because I made a pledge.

I marched because I’m a feminist.

I marched because I believe in equal rights for all.

I marched because I am pro-choice.

I marched because love is love is love.

I marched because he’s not my president.

I marched because we deserve better.

I marched because I believe in democracy.

I marched because immigrants are welcome.

I marched because I’m outraged.

I marched because climate change is real.

I marched because I’m privileged.

I marched because I have a voice.

I marched because dissent is patriotic.

I marched because I am indebted to all the women who came before me.

hello 2017

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“Are you feeling a bit shaken, maybe stirred, maybe fearful and doubtful and completely, utterly, wildly terrified? Good. Keep going.”

Victoria Erickson

 

I have a new mantra for 2017. I read an article last week written by a man who can’t move anything but his face. He shares seven incredible life lessons, and the one that stood out to me most is: fear = fuel. Take what scares you most and turn it into positive energy, motivation. I’ll be honest – there is a lot scaring me, both at home, and in a broader sense, like the (broken) state of our country. Personally, I’m facing finding a more suitable home for my family, recovering financially after my husband was unemployed for five months last year, dealing with a recent diagnosis of adenomyosis (first time I’m disclosing those two facts publicly), deciding on an educational path for the kids, and strengthening my marriage after four years of survival mode with twins. These fears and concerns didn’t disappear at the stroke of midnight.

I’m not suggesting that I live in constant fear, but these issues have been a bit paralyzing recently. Instead of letting these fears continue to fester and frighten me, I’m facing them head on in 2017. Fear is incredibly powerful – I’m going to harness the energy and channel it, letting it propel me forward. My actions and decisions will be motivated by, but not made in, fear. I’m going to light a match (or two, or three) and set my fears on fire. So let the internal inferno begin, and hopefully the flames will light the way to a brighter future. I can already feel a difference – just changing my mindset has boosted my courage and lit a fire. Burn, baby, burn. Do you have fears you’d like to set ablaze, or a new mantra to share?

my instagram life – year in review

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As we countdown to the end of 2016 (hooray + hallelujah), it’s fun to review my most liked Instagram images from the year. Looking back serves as a good reminder of all the happy memories we had this year, despite the ample challenges and struggles. It makes me smile to know that you guys love seeing my children and Paris equally (as do I), with some seasonal and design favorites tossed in as well. If you’re curious, you can link through below for more on each one. Thank you as always for your support and friendship throughout the year – each and every comment means so much. Here’s to a peaceful and prosperous 2017…it feels like it’s going to be a good one. Happy New Year mes amis!

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sunday vibesbirthday babespretty pottysnowball viburnums

we’re with herautumnalgolden girl#ihavethisthingwithfloors

facadeon the huntla tourlittle miss sunshine

our christmas

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Well, we finally did it – matching family pajamas! I wish you could see mine a bit more, but this is what you get from a timed photo, ha. Next year we’ll invest in a family photo shoot, as it’s been too long since we had a professional capture us as a family. We had a lovely, lazy Christmas, which is honestly still happening because we all got sick with colds the next day. But back to the big day – it all started with discovering Santa had enjoyed the scotch + pfeffernüsse we had left for him (see this post for more about that family tradition). The first presents they found were in their stocking – adorable, handmade teddy bears that give back. Nothing sponsored – I’m sharing the link because I love gifts that give back.

 

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santa express

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We might have to call 2016 the “year of the train” for us – we’re on a roll! This was our first experience at the Strasburg Railroad in Lancaster – I think it’s going to be a new holiday tradition. One of their most popular events is the Santa Express Train, which has been happening since 1959! I couldn’t wait to give the kids the experience, and I was pretty excited myself, having never been on a vintage steam train. We had the pleasure of being pulled by the #90 locomotive, circa 1924, and rode in the passenger car #58, circa 1911. After geeking out over all the equipment (I have my Dad to thank for the interest), we boarded the train and anxiously awaited the arrival of Santa. See more on my Steller story!

 

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