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Barbie

Kristine Binder

 I often feel like I live in a Barbie world, where pink isn’t just a color; it’s a way of life! My world, a world that often feels like it’s right out of a Barbie dream house, is one that I have carefully curated after my divorce. 
Growing up, I was always enamored with Barbie dolls. The bright pink accessories, the endless wardrobe options, and the glamorous lifestyle – it all seemed like a fantasy come true. And you know what? As I’ve gotten older and after seeing the Barbie movie, I’ve realized that there’s a lot that I have learned from Barbie’s world about embracing imperfections, joy, self-expression, and living life to the fullest.
Barbie embraces her uniqueness and independence. She is not afraid to try different professions and adventures.  She is not defined by others; she defines herself. Being an independent woman means celebrating my autonomy and owning my choices. She has taught me to never underestimate the power of my independence and the influence I can have.
In Barbie’s world, she’s a doctor, a chef, an astronaut, a fashion designer, and so much more. This has taught me, and countless other girls and women, that we can be anything we want to be. Living in a Barbie world means pursuing my passions with unwavering determination. Whether it’s my dream job or a hobby I’m passionate about, I should not be afraid to chase my ambitions and make them a reality.
Barbie built a sisterhood and I too can create a supportive environment for myself and other women. I can choose to surround myself with others who lift me up, support my goals, and celebrate my successes. I can also choose friends and mentors who share my vision and provide grace and guidance.
Barbie’s dream house is a testament to her impeccable style and …well….the color PINK! Barbie’s world encourages me to create a beautiful environment that reflects my personality and brings me joy. Whether it’s decorating my space with vibrant colors, earth tones, fluffy pillows, comfy furniture or antiques, I can infuse my surroundings with elements that make me feel like I’m living in my own dream house.
As I listened to America Ferrara deliver her powerful monologue in the movie I was moved to tears about what it means to be a woman. I was reminded to cherish my strengths as an independent woman, that my strength comes from within, and it’s a source of endless inspiration. 
As a mother it is my hope that I have taught my daughters to embrace their unique talents, resilience, and wisdom. As a woman, I hope that I have shown others not only my strength but also my weaknesses and vulnerabilities because it is these qualities that have empowered me to overcome challenges and seize opportunities.Living in a Barbie world is not just about pink dresses and dream houses; it’s about embracing a mindset of joy, self-expression, and limitless possibilities. Barbie has taught me to infuse a little glamor, whimsy, and sparkle into my  life. After all, my world is whatever I make of it. Why not make it fabulous? Time and Barbie has also taught me is that life as an independent woman is a journey filled with ups and downs. I need to embrace it. I need  to cherish the moments of triumph and learn from the setbacks. Every step I take adds depth and richness to my story. My journey is uniquely mine, and it’s worth every moment. And so is your! Now Get out there and LIVE!
Peace
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Quiet

Kristine Binder

Today I went for what Tik Tok is calling the quiet girl walk. No dog (too hot as it was the middle of the day), no headphones, no music, no friends…. just me and my thoughts. For over 3 miles it was just the voices in my head and the noises surrounding me. It was honestly an experience that I would recommend to everyone. You don’t realize how constant noise and constant input affect your mental health. Just going for a 30 minute walk by yourself is amazing and it forces you to confront all the things that you try to run or walk away from by distracting yourself with a walking partner, music, podcast or an audiobook. It was the perfect way to stretch my legs midday after working at the desk all morning.
Outside,  the world,  nature…its all my church. Because church can be anywhere that you are in touch with yourself whoever/whatever your higher power is.  Walking and running are meditation for me. My church, if you will. There were so many times I wanted to grab my phone to put my book or some music on the speaker. I wanted to call a friend just to hear someone’s voice and talk to them while holding the phone to my ear. But I resisted those urges, and by the end of the walk, I stopped even checking that I had my phone. I was at peace with it. I had a few arguments with myself and figured a few things out but what I realized is that often times I just need to hear myself think. I spend so mush time with ‘noise’, both good and bad, that I need some quiet once in a while.
It was good to go ‘quiet’ for a while. 
Everyone should try it!
Peace
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Office

Kristine Binder

Ever since I watched the first episode of Sex and the City, I’ve always harbored a deep desire to have a desk positioned by a window where I could write, just like Carrie Bradshaw. This dream has always held a special place in my heart, not only as a woman but also as a writer. Writing has been a passion of mine, but for quite some time, my own writing journey seems to be lost. I couldn’t seem to find  my voice. I didn’t know the sound of my own voice and if I did, I could not hear myself.
Over the years, I have written about all sorts of things – my thoughts while running, my difficult experience with divorce, and the overwhelming weight of loss and grief. Sine the pandemic, finding my  voice became a difficult task. But then, something remarkable happened; it was as if someone had flipped a switch inside my mind. It is as if somebody turned on the keyboard in my brain and said just start writing. And so I did. And I have. The words come to me at all times of the day and the night. People wonder why am up sometimes at 3 AM sometimes. And it’s not my cortisol levels! I mean it might be my cortisol levels but sometimes I get an idea and I want to start writing. The words are there and I can’t get them out fast enough …. I just want to write.
It seems that creating a space where I am able write, surrounded by things I find inspirational and beautiful didn’t just open up a door to that space, but it opened up a door to my mind, the door to closet where the words have been stored. I don’t know exactly what form my voice will take now, but I do know that the words are starting  to flow….. 
Like the sun like flows through the window into  my brand new office.
Peace.
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Rainbows

Kristine Binder

ABC countdown – Letter R
R is for rainbow
R is also for rough, respect and report.
It was was R for rainbow day. If you know anything about me you know that I am all about a theme day! And a theme day when I can wear a tutu? YES PLEASE! Plus looking silly is my jam!
Midday I walked to the local Wendy’s to pick up lunch for teammates (not even my own!). While I was there a man started a conversation with me. I said I know I look silly and explained why. He then became agitated and stated calling me a ‘groomer’ and that rainbows had no place in schools. He then said he was going to take my photo and send to the the ‘school district.’ I kindly asked him not to take my picture and this enraged him. He got louder and the employee asked him to leave me alone and not take my picture……well…he was really angry now. He started to walk out and stated that he was going to wait for me outside. He did walk outside and got into a vehicle owned by the city. When I left he did follow me for a bit until I took a photo of the truck.
I returned to school, filed a police report and also called the Inspector General of our city to make a report. I was and am concerned for my students and their families that frequent that Wendy’s. This man may have gay/queer people that work with him! Does he think all LQBTQIA+ people are a walking pride parade like I was today? No. They are everyday people in the community.
Please do not comment “I’m sorry.” My first call on the way back to school, while still shaking, was to my son. I apologized to him that this is his reality. And I cried. One year ago we were in the ER getting him stitched because a homophobe bashed my sons face into a wall.
This is what the LGBTQIA+ community faces in a daily basis. This is why I am and will always be a fierce ally. Allyship is not easy nor fun.
The most ironic part of it all? Look at my hat…. “Be Kind”
Peace
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Pride

Kristine Binder

Seven years ago I took my son to his first Pride Parade. It was my first in a LONG time so we were both a bit nervous. A core memory was created for both of us that day.
This year we were together again, but not as spectators. We walked together for Free Mom Hugs giving hugs throughout the parade route. Watching my son, his boyfriend, my daughter, their friends give hugs and spread love created another core memory. The sheer joy and emotion of the day is something that I will never forget. My son has gone from an unsure young boy to a confident gay man in the blink of an eye. It has not always been an easy journey for either one of us. Along the way he has shown me what fearlessness looks like, as well as grace and tough love when needed. And, most importantly, he has taught me what it means to be an LQBTQIA+ parent and active ally. He is my superhero. Being an ally is not always fun, nor is it easy, however, he has helped me to understand that it is so worth it!
Representing Free Mom Hugs in the Pride Parade is an opportunity to give hugs to those who need them most. It is an opportunity to bear witness to those who need love and acceptance as they may not experience those things at home. So for over 3 miles, Free Mom Hugs walked into the outstretched arms of those who needed a mom/dad/brother/sister/ally hug. We listened as people told us their story. We hugged as people cried. We loved as people shared. We affirmed as people needed support.
I am always amazed at the sheer number of people who do not feel affirmed for who they are and how they love. It is why I continue to be an ally and a safe space at home, at school and in the world.
That journey all started long ago….with a boy and a cape. My superhero.
Peace.
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