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Rebecca Woolf  RESIST ⚑ PERSIST

I first posted this photo last year in a post I wrote about empowering tees for adults and children and it has since gone viral around the world. I am flattered that so many have responded to this photo so positively across the globe but it's also becoming a full time job trying to stop people from monetizing this image to sell t-shirts, stickers, and various other items. Just an FYI, NO ONE has received permission from me to monetize this image in any way so if you see it used in any articles, sponsored posts, for sale in any way/shape/form, please let me know. I also want to thank all of you who continue to tag me whenever you find this photo uncredited, specifically when its being used as a product for sale. (Thank you all for having my back. πŸ™) I am ALL for GIRL POWER but stealing people's images and profiting from them is contrary to the message of empowerment. Thanks to everyone for understanding and much πŸ’ͺ❀.

We came for bedside tables. We left with 😍.


My brilliant friend @veronikadoeslife wrote a play about a girl with magic powers who goes on to save the world. Coincidentally, the girl playing the part of the girl with magic powers just so happens to be a girl with magic powers of her own. ✨✨✨ #pockets

Grateful to all of the mighty resisters and persisters who made calls/wrote letters/raised their voices at marches/town halls/community centers/the dinner table/social media/anywhereandeverywhere and will continue to do so because this fight is FAR from over. Thank you. πŸ™βœŠοΈ#killthebill #resist

field 🚌 trippin πŸ‘―

Me: Has anyone seen my glasses?

I went to our old house today to pick up mail and a few other little things we accidentally left behind. I was at the new house during the move so I didn't get a chance to say goodbye to our old place and I was fully prepared to burst into tears upon entry today because, emptiness. And then... Nope. No tears. I didn't even feel sad. Our old house was just a house. Unrecognizable. Like a stranger. Without our stuff everywhere -- without the pictures on the walls, without ALL OF US, it was just another place we'd been before.
I unpacked insanely fast because I wanted to feel at home here as quickly as humanly possible. I wanted everything to be where it needed to be so that we, as a family could move forward... I wanted to walk these new halls and feel safe and stable and cozy and HAPPY, surrounded by familiar things... I wanted to arrive at the inevitable exhale after many months of feeling breathless. I wanted my babies to feel like they belonged here and (SUCCESS!) they totally do. We ALL do. This is our home now and I feel grateful and privileged to be here. (If this was a movie, we would totally be driving into the sunset in ye olde Buick convertible... adjusting our Ray Bans, eyes to the horizon, like, "let's ride.") Goodbye and good luck, sweet Esteban the house. Hi and hello, dear "Leona" the home. πŸ¦βœ¨πŸ™Œ

Guess who called dibs on the top bunk? πŸ™‹πŸΌ (And who conveniently called dibs on the bottom? πŸ‘§πŸ») #☯️

Last night before bed Revi goes, "I like this house. I feel like it can talk but it's a secret." πŸ™βœ¨

Flashback Monday. πŸ‘ŒπŸ’›πŸ™ŒHere's to a new season. 🐣πŸ₯✨✨✨

My super power is unpacking an entire house in 24 hours. Which is what I just did. πŸ™‹πŸΌπŸŒͺπŸ’…

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