I used to write. Every day, almost. I wrote my first poem at 4 years old. Journaling got me through my parent's divorce, random family drama, a number of disastrous & dramatic breakups, and the typical teenage angst.
I was pretty good at it too - I always scored well on papers in school and preferred the essay portion of exams. I loved writing so much, in fact, that I would write research papers for literally no reason other than the fact that I wanted to learn, and loved to write. #nerdalert
Side note: If anyone ever wants to learn anything about the Titanic, Oklahoma City Bombing, or snow tigers, I am happy to share some 4th grade papers with you. ;)
Anyway, I knew my voice, I knew how I felt. And, I shared it openly, with no apologies.
Somewhere along the line, however, I stopped, and I don't know why. I'm sure I have a good excuse, but I decided it's time to start again. So, here I am!
I am fortunate to have been raised by an incredible family with the strongest, toughest, most beautiful, and successful women I've ever met. These are women who have overcome incredible odds and persevered nonetheless. Women who have it all.
I was raised in a family where we were taught that it doesn't matter if you are a man or a woman, Deaf or blind, black or white, gay or straight. If you want something, you can have it. I've always felt blessed to have the family I have, but it wasn't until recently that I realized how truly lucky I have been. It was in reading the book "Lean In" by Sheryl Sandburg, that I realized my experiences as a woman have not been the same as most.
"It's time to cheer on girls and women who want to sit at the table."
I have never felt marginalized. I have never felt like I wasn't able to do something as good as the boys. I have never felt hushed by men. I have never noticed the "man-splaining" that so many speak of. I have never felt like I missed out on an opportunity because I'm a woman. I have always felt like my place is at the table. I have always felt comfortable and encouraged to speak up and ask for what I want (admittedly, at times, a little too much or too loudly). #sorrynotsorry
I know that oppression is real. I know that many women are faced with opposition, discrimination, and exploitation (and worse) every day.
There are times when I haven't "sat at the table" or spoken up when I should have. I am sure that men have tried to "mansplain" things to me before. I am sure that I have been marginalized in some manner. I am not naive to the realities. However, I believe that having such strong female role models in my life has helped me to see past these things, and not let it limit me.
So, let's get back to why I'm starting this blog.
To share these fabulous women, their experiences, and their lessons - with YOU! This is me doing my part to build up young girls and women into anything and everything that they want to be.
My hypothesis is that the lessons we will learn from the women I'll interview and write about in this blog will be transferable to various situations regardless of gender, race, mental or physical ability, sexual orientation, etc.
So, come along!! Let's go get inspired.
And, remember - YOU are absolutely, 150% unstoppable!