Let us replenish you
because you can’t pour from an empty cup.
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A few years ago I realized I got too caught up with life...trying to be a total girlboss, rockstar mom, and best-wife-ever while keeping up the craziness of life (hello school activities, sports, volunteering, work, laundry, carpooling, grocery shopping, more laundry, the never-ending house clean up)...and woke up one morning realizing...FRIENDS!
I need adult conversation and to shower and put on those heels I used to wear all the time. I need encouragement from my people!
So, that year I decided to have a party, for no reason at all except to find my people. To connect. To love on the women around me and to surrounded all of us with whole bunch of pretty…while shunning surface conversation.
And we’re hoping you’re that kind of woman, too…because this is what Let’s Party Like Girls is all about.
We’ve all been in a season of exhaustion by the pace of life and felt completely tapped out. Perhaps you’re in the middle of “survival mode” right this second and have nothing left to give. Or perhaps you’re in a crazy-busy season of life. Maybe it’s simply been awhile since you’ve done something for yourself or felt like you’ve had community.
This is why our goal is to curate an evening of beauty. One where we can replenish your cup, so you can once again pour out. This is an event for ladies who love pretty details, friendship, and making a difference in the lives of others. Let us love on you in a way that leaves you feeling full - in heart, mind, and spirit.
Several years ago one of our kids was in a terrible bicycle accident on his way to school and was rushed (almost medevacked!) to Children’s Hospital. As I set out to follow the ambulance, I was told to ‘call my people’ because I wouldn’t be allowed to bring our baby and toddler girls into the area of the hospital where Anton would be admitted.
I burst into tears.
We’d lived in Denver for several years, yet I still felt like the new girl to town and was waiting to be invited in…invited over. But those invitations rarely came.
I was in leadership in my MOPS (Mother of Preschoolers) group, was class mom, constantly chatted with parents at school and at the soccer field…I felt like I was doing all the things…but I wasn’t doing THE thing. I wasn’t opening my door and having deeper conversations.
Shortly after Anton’s week-long hospital stay, I decided to use any excuse to invite women into my home. Book club, playdates, lunches, coffee dates, Bible studies, wine nights, dinner parties, cocktail parties…anything I could think of to bring people in.
I was tired of wearing baby spit-up and yoga pants every day. I needed an excuse to take do my hair. To dress up. I wanted to create a beautiful atmosphere that felt like a birthday party but where we were all the birthday girls.
I invited anyone I knew…or wanted to know. My barista, the girl that seems to always be on the treadmill next to me. The mom who always smiles my way at school drop-off. The sweet woman who works in the deli.
These are literally the people I invited. And guess what…some of them said yes.
What started as a party in my living room with 40 ladies has turned into a movement of hundreds all feeling the same thing:
We’re burnt out
We’re overwhelmed
We’re missing our people
We need community
We need to be filled up when all we do is pour out.