Holding my breath till summer

 

I’ve been withholding information from you…

It’s not lying, I promise! It’s just that I have been umm..

planning, AND uh waiting

AND making sure that…

…

…

OKAYI’MGOINGTOEUROPE!

Now that I have blurted that out, and it’s in the open, there is SO much to say!

Que the music: *I’m leavin’ on a jet plane….*

I’m so excited! I have been wanting to go since 5th grade. YES, I know exactly when I started thinking about a “world” outside of my bubble. It was in 5th grade when we had to do our project on countries. I picked Germany, now I am going to Germany!

Freiburg, Germany to be exact. My husband lived there for 7 years before he came to the states. Now I will finally get to see where he spend his teens.

I will also be going to Bosnia (of course) to visit his hometown. This makes going to Europe all the more exciting. I will not only be getting to see the other side of the pond, but also get to see where my husband lived his life before me. It has been a long time in the making I tell ya!

I’ve got to hear such wonderful stories from all the Europeans I have met over the last 13+ years. I almost feel as if I have traveled to some of these places, although it’s only been in my head. One place I was sure not to miss once I heard Bosnia was Mostar and Mostar bridge.

Isn’t she beautiful? Another place that my husband and family would go to visit was Croatia, and also another place I can’t wait to experience. Swimming in the Mediterranean Sea?! Com’on now! Get. out. I feel so spoiled.

Views like this! Who wouldn’t be amazed? Can’t wait to be that crazy tourist snapping a billion pictures. (Don’t worry I will share them with you!)

One more place that we will be lucky enough to experience is Italy. Whoot Whoot! We are lucky to know people that we can stay with there.

From what I understand this place called ‘Oliver’ is close by her home! Mouth watering? Yeah me too!

Such a lucky girl. #blessedlife

March 8th–Women’s Day…

The first time I heard of International Women’s Day was after I became a mother. With a husband from Europe I should have been getting flowers the 8 years prior to this, right? *sheepish grin here*

Okay, let me tell you what women’s day means to me….  The year that I learned about Women’s Day, I was going through a lot. It was the stuff dreams are made of, two beautiful, and amazing little girls in tow. As all of you women know, this is hard hard work, especially when you have two under two. It was not flowers and trinkets I was looking forward to. It was not some time alone at a spa, & it sure wasn’t a “night out on the town”. It was, in fact, something only a women could truly give me… moral support. This is how International Women’s Day came full circle for me. Women helping women.

Why do we, as women, get so cagey and catty with other women? We have it hard enough ladies.. we need loads of support to get through all that domestic stuff that us “goddesses” are expected to do. Okay, well, let me back up for a minute. All those domestic things that a lot of (but not all) women like to do. Everyone has their own arrangements in their households, but I feel like I would be an awesome “goddess" if only time allowed. This is where our support team steps in, to talk us down off the ledge, we can’t do it all. Also, to let us get the praise we deserve, who better knows how hard it can be than another woman?

So in short, be extra kind to all women today & everyday, because like in my favorite quote:

If we all understood that everyone has their own battles to fight, insecurities to face, loves to contend and goals to attain, the world would be a gentler place.

Happy International Women’s Day! <3

Culture & Weddings

 

Yesterday I let you in on the not-so-secret secret, that I love weddings…. so when this beauty was in my mailbox, I was ecstatic! Look at all the detail on this invite. Plus I think I mentioned before that I am a graphic designer by day, so the typography on this makes my heart go pitter-pat.

     

The other thing about this wedding that was super close to my heart? It was, what I would call a mixed culture wedding. The brides family from India, and the groom’s family, from Bosnia. I get a little excited about this, since I am too in a mixed culture marriage. I really love the details of different cultures and their traditions. Since I am a American, and a product of the mixing pot, I did not have any strong cultural traditions growing up. Maybe this is the reason it intrigues me. Anyway about it… I was loving all the details of this wedding: the dresses, the dances, the music differences, & My all time favorite, the henna! Amazing? I think so.