{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Soft Sensibilities","provider_url":"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog","author_name":"Kimberly","author_url":"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/author\/kimberlypearl-92gmail-com\/","title":"A Little Reminder of Love and Hope &#8226; Soft Sensibilities","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"WSMi1Sei3p\"><a href=\"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/little-reminder-love-hope\/\">A Little Reminder of Love and Hope<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/little-reminder-love-hope\/embed\/#?secret=WSMi1Sei3p\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"&#8220;A Little Reminder of Love and Hope&#8221; &#8212; Soft Sensibilities\" data-secret=\"WSMi1Sei3p\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\"><\/iframe><script type=\"text\/javascript\">\n\/* <![CDATA[ *\/\n\/*! This file is auto-generated *\/\n!function(d,l){\"use strict\";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&\"undefined\"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!\/[^a-zA-Z0-9]\/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),c=new RegExp(\"^https?:$\",\"i\"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display=\"none\";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute(\"style\"),\"height\"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):\"link\"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute(\"src\")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener(\"message\",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener(\"DOMContentLoaded\",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll(\"iframe.wp-embedded-content\"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute(\"data-secret\"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+=\"#?secret=\"+t,e.setAttribute(\"data-secret\",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:\"ready\",secret:t},\"*\")},!1)))}(window,document);\n\/\/# sourceURL=https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/wp-includes\/js\/wp-embed.min.js\n\/* ]]> *\/\n<\/script>\n","description":"It&#8217;s Thursday, which means it&#8217;s #throwbackthursday, which means a large number of us have already scoured our camera rolls and old Facebook albums in search of memories worth posting. Of happier times. Likely tanner, too\u2014but nonetheless, of better days. It&#8217;s a method of coping. Navel-gazing, sure, but for the millennials looking back to their childhood, teenage-dom, or the day they cast their first vote in the poll [for Barack Obama], it&#8217;s all a bitter reminder of what naivet\u00e9 tasted like and what progress could, might\u00a0was so close to looking like. And here we are, faced with everything, stuck in a reality more than half of us didn&#8217;t choose\u00a0and shouldn&#8217;t exist in 2017, but does. Some of us are jaded; it was there all along, the crack in a faulty foundation. Some of us are awakened,\u00a0woke. Others are okay with the status quo. Resist. Open your eyes. Get political. Kristen Tea\u00a0said it best (found via @steph_shep): &#8220;I want my friends to understand that &#8216;staying out of politics&#8217; or being &#8216;sick of politics&#8217; is privilege in action. Your privilege allows you to live a non-political existence. Your wealth, your race, your abilities or gender allows you to live a life in which&hellip;","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/IMG_5909.jpg"}