Originally, when I began writing this post I was going to intentionally overlook the fact that I’ve been MIA for the past week. Now that we’re two sentences in, you can obviously see that I decided against myself. After my bachelorette weekend in Nashville, I needed a week to get myself recouped and back on track. I’m convinced I’m still not 100% there, but looking back it was well worth it. Crafting this post and uploading these pictures only makes me wish that I was back in Music City with my girls celebrating the fact that I’ll soon be a “Mrs”!
In case you weren’t already following along with my bach weekend hashtag (#KahlasNashlorette), I thought I would treat y’all to a photo diary of the weekend’s festivities.
What happens in Nash, stays in Nash. Kind of. Unless you’re a blogger, then [almost] everything pretty much ends up on the internet in some shape or form.
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| Started the bach weekend strong with meeting Evan from The Bachelorette. How appropriate. |
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| Sup, LB? |
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| Cabana was AMAZE. Highly, highly, highly recommend. |
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| Sparing y’all the vid of this performance. Any guesses on which song I sang to the bar? |
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![[Pc: @ohhappydani] I’m still struggling to find the right words to say here - but I know it’s better to say something than to say nothing at all. I took to stories over the weekend to share some of my thoughts and a few of you (very lovingly 😉) reminded me that I still had some work to do there. I appreciated it because I’ll admit there is a LOT to learn in this area for me. And that is what we should be doing - educating those that might need it. ⠀
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My heart is still heavy, just as I know many of yours are and it’s hard to know as a white woman where you can even begin to help the black community. Nothing changes if nothing changes though so we have to start somewhere. ⠀
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We have to do BETTER as humans. I know I will never truly understand what it means to be black in today’s world and I won’t pretend to understand. What I do know is that I can be open minded to learning. Be kind. Be passionate. Be heard. Be strong. The future depends on it. ⠀
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Here are some ways you and I can do that in our day to day:⠀
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> Research, read, listen, and research again. Google the #BlackLivesMatter movement. Search the hashtag on here. The internet is full of resources. Find time to educate yourself.⠀
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> Have the uncomfortable conversations. Awkwardness is ok and you might stumble through it. Ben and I have had multiple conversations this weekend about racism. Not normally a topic of discussion in our house, but an important one to have and to continue to have.⠀
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> Educate passionately, but respectfully. If something doesn’t feel right or an off comment is made that doesn’t sit right with you - say something. ⠀
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This starts at home with your family. This starts with being the one to speak up in your group of friends. This starts from a heart of wanting to see change for the black community and the racism that exists in today’s world. This starts with us.](https://keepingupwithkahla.com/wp-content/plugins/instagram-feed-pro/img/placeholder.png)
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