As many of you probably know, last Saturday was the Women’s March. I unfortunately was not able to attend, I was stuck in bed with the flu and could barely walk from the bedroom to the kitchen, much less march for miles. But I like to think I was there in spirit, and looking at all the incredible photos and posts from those in attendance, it was hard to not be inspired by the amazing men and women all over the world who were speaking up for the issues they believe in.
This March, along with a lot of other things that have been happening within the last few weeks, have made me think a lot about something I have often taken for granted. There are many words one can use to describe me (woman, wife, daughter, sister, friend, blogger, sass-bucket…), but one of the titles I am most proud of is that of American Citizen. And while there are innumerable benefits that come with this designation, I realize now there are also obligations. I have to stand up and raise my voice on behalf of those who cannot. I have to bring attention to inequality or discrimination and fight to make sure everyone that lives on American soil (and I would argue, on Earth….) can live freely and feel safe. I have to rise up and not let hatred, fear or misinformation push me down. These responsibilities are not always fun, they are not always easy, but I was lucky enough to be born here and this is the price I pay for the privilege.
So while I am just one person and it is so tempting to feel overwhelmed and say “why waste my time, what can one person really do?”, I instead chose to live by the beautiful words of Margaret Mead: “Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed people can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.”
Tee: Banana Republic
Jacket: Old Navy
Earrings: Kendra Scott