How's everyone doing? What a boring few months in the United States of America it's been. Wish something exciting would happen.
No! Obviously we're in tumultuous times & emotions are running high, no matter who you voted for. I don't want our current President to fail. I believe in our country, that it's a piece of the global puzzle......not a piece to be isolated & placed on a pedestal. I keep waiting for a certain confirmation: Mr. President, please tell me it's all going to be OK & that we as a country will move forward not backward. That moment hasn't happened yet.
But, I hope.
Hope is vital. Hope is what brought my immigrant parents to these shores. Hope & faith in us were shown when this charitable country & that kind church in Iowa took us in almost 40 years ago. Hope was placed upon our little shoulders every day when my brother & I were sent off to school. Hope is when I look at Quinn & dream; I can't wait to see what she becomes. Hope is looking to our leaders to protect our rights & the environment for future generations. Hope is why I vote. Hope inspired so many women (and men and youth) to take part in the Women's March this past Saturday.
I was sick & couldn't attend the march in Denver & I've regretted it. My friends marched in Denver, a dear college friend marched in Madison, & another close friend traveled to march in D.C. My mother-in-law marched in Austin. Countless blog & Instagram friends represented at marches across the country.
I beamed with pride seeing everyone's social media posts.....I laughed at the funny, witty signs....I cried at the image of an elderly Japanese-American woman, an internment camp survivor, "marching" in her wheelchair. It was a peaceful protest with people lending voices to causes that extend beyond women's rights. The feelings of unity & diversity were palpable & the message was unmistakable. The sign that most resonated with me? "I cannot believe I STILL have to protest this sh*t."
Sadly, I also saw many people (one individual in particular I know personally) ridicule the march with snide, disrespectful, hatred-laced comments on social media....from the comfort of their couches. While the people they were ridiculing were actually out there doing something. I suppose for some people, social media gives a false confidence to say things they would never ever have the audacity to say to an individual in person. It's not exactly a comforting thought.
I know that not everyone supported the march & its messages. I'm not so naive to wonder why we can't all just get along, nor do I seek to change anyone's political opinions. I wholeheartedly believe that our differences add to the tapestry that is America....but I also think respect & compassion are paramount to being a decent human being. Instead of attacking other people's social media posts or spewing hate on one's own, why not use those platforms to engage in respectful dialogue? Like my friend Jen graciously chose to do. Like this deeply thoughtful post by Heidi. I wish more bloggers did this.
Why can't we build bridges, instead of seeking to knock others off of theirs? I'm hanging on to the hope that we can.
If you're like me & want to get involved, 10 Actions/100 Daysis a good start. Use your voice to take action. It speaks volumes.
I know this post won't sit well with some people & that's OK. I respect that & you're entitled to your opinions. It's the beauty of living in a free world. Many thanks for reading. One day I'll figure out how to add a rainbow-wrapped unicorn emoji to a blog post to express how thankful I truly am :-)
How about some beautiful interior inspiration to end this post on a light note? Wanting to start 2017 on a fresh foot, I was cleaning & purging my magazines (let's be honest, cleaning & purging is my kind of party, so who needs a new year, amIright?!) when I rediscovered what I consider my dream house in a November 2014 issue of House & Home.
There's not a single thing I would change about interior designer Betty Theodoropoulos' renovated 105 year-old Edwardian home; it just sings to me! In the feature, Betty said: "I wanted to know that if you stripped it of its furnishings, it would still be spectacular." No worries there because the millwork & architecture are all a testament to the beautiful bones of this home.