✨And one day she discovered that she was fierce and strong and full of fire, and that not even she could hold herself back because her passion burned brighter than her fears.✨
I sometimes think that I’m an accidental feminist. I never set out to be one, in fact I still bristle a bit at the term. Mostly because it’s too broad to be accurate, if that makes sense. The range of the term is just so large that it’s become more of a spectrum than any one specific thing. And in a way, that’s freaking awesome.
After-all, we as women are individually talented and unique. We each have a way of looking at life and living it to our fullest. Of living fiercely and loving loudly, and all of these are the type of feminist daughters I’m trying to raise.
One of my favorite pieces of advice, given to me by my mother, was back in elementary school. I was scrawny and pale in a sea of not-scrawny and not-pale and she was worried I would be bullied or lost in the crowd. So she took me aside one day, looked me straight in the eyes and in her very best southern accented sternness said ‘Kelly, I never want to hear that you started a fight. But you’d better damn well finish it.’
And that was that.
I think it’s only fitting that my oldest daughter’s favorite song right now is this one by Alicia Keys.
A few other awesome-sauce feminist songs that we currently enjoy rocking out to…
Also, the Ship Brooklyn pioneer day event was suuuper fun! I hope you made some time for it. This replica of the ship bunk bed blew my mind a little bit. An entire family would have bunked up in this tiny little space. And here I thought having to share my giant tent with my kiddos was asking too much.
