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Summer and Winter

Life

Turns golden. by @michmoww

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One last love letter to summer

There’s something about the end of a season that reminds you how much of life is happening while you’re busy living it. You don’t always realize a moment is becoming a memory, or that the version of someone standing in front of you today will never exist the same way again

Maybe that’s what makes life so beautiful and so hard at the same time… we’re constantly saying goodbye to versions of the people we love while getting to meet who they’re becoming

We let this summer go, knowing we can’t keep it. And for one little chapter of our story, you were three, and I was thirty two

Goodbye summer 2026 by @michmoww

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Wildflowers grow where they want and so do toddlers! by @michmoww

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2 months ago

DISNEY MAMA (noun):
A mama who believes childhood should be filled with a little extra magic

She knows Disney isn’t just a vacation. It’s matching outfits planned months in advance, Mickey ears for every occasion, castle pictures, character hugs, way too many snacks, spontaneous dance parties, laughing until your stomach hurts, and causing just enough fun chaos to make the best stories.
She’s the mama waking up before sunrise for a Lightning Lane, walking 20,000 steps, carrying everything her child might need, taking a million pictures, changing plans on the fly, carrying him on her hip, and somehow still tearing up when she sees the castle.

But being a Disney Mama isn’t only about creating magic for her child. It’s about remembering that she deserves to feel the magic too. It’s letting herself be silly. Dressing up. Wearing the glitter. Taking the selfie. Riding the ride. Dancing down Main Street. Buying herself the ears. Laughing loudly. Being unapologetically excited. And loving the version of herself who comes alive in a place that reminds her that wonder was never something she had to outgrow.

She’s creating traditions.
She’s collecting memories.
She’s causing a little chaos.
She’s wearing the matching outfit.
She’s loving her child fiercely.
And she’s learning to love herself just as fiercely, too. 🤍

A disney mama is… Part mom. Part memory keeper. Part magic maker. Part professional chaos coordinator. by @michmoww

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Disney will always be magical but somehow it became even more magical when I started seeing it through his eyes.
The little hand reaching for mine in the crowds. The excitement in his voice when he sees something he loves. The rides we’ll talk about a hundred times, the belly laughs, the pictures, the snacks, the tired snuggles at the end of a long park day, and all the tiny moments in between that no camera could ever fully capture.
Walker and I have become quite the little Disney duo.
One day, he may be too big for me to carry through Disney. He won’t always reach for my hand first and he may not remember every ride we rode or every character we met. But I hope somewhere deep inside him, he always remembers the feeling of these days.
Because when I look back at these trips, I know I won’t remember them because of the castle or the fireworks. I’ll remember the little boy standing beside me beneath them.

This is our mama and son fairytale! taken in Walt Disney World by @michmoww

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2 months ago

One day you’ll outgrow my hand, but I hope you never outgrow reaching for it taken in Middle Spring, Pennsylvania by @michmoww

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3 months ago

Proof that a few good ✨ sparks ✨ can light up more than the sky 🇺🇸 by @michmoww

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3 months ago

Life is funny sometimes.
Today, on my way to spin, I realized I hit 100 rides. 100 times that I chose to show up for myself when life could have easily given me every reason not to. What started as a spin class became something so much bigger.

There were rides where I walked through those doors carrying heartbreak, fear, uncertainty, exhaustion, and tears that no one saw. There were rides where I felt strong and rides where I felt completely broken. There were rides where I celebrated victories and rides where I simply survived the day.

Between all the climbs, sprints, songs, and sweat, I was healing myself through spin

@drip.spinstudio became more than a spin studio. It became a safe place. A place where I could put down the weight of everything I was carrying, even if only for 45 minutes. A place that reminded me that I am capable of hard things. A place that helped me find pieces of myself that I thought I had lost forever.

To the instructors, thank you for creating an experience that is about so much more than fitness. To every person who has shared a bike beside me, cheered me on, smiled at me, or simply showed up consistently, thank you for being part of a community that feels like family.

And while this milestone is mine, it has never been only about me. Every moment I chose growth over giving up was also for the little man who is watching me. Walker has been the reason for so much of what I do. I want him to grow up seeing that when life gets hard, we don’t quit. We keep showing up. We keep moving forward. We keep believing that better days are ahead.

One hundred rides later, I am not the same woman who walked into Drip for the first time. She came in hurting. She came in searching. She came in trying to find herself again. And somewhere along the way, she didn’t find herself, she became someone even stronger than who she used to be.

Here’s to 100 rides, countless lessons, unexpected healing, and a community that helped carry me through one of the most transformative seasons of my life.

Forever grateful for @drip.spinstudio ❤️
@kennadybreean @belldepree @alexavenneri @amandaa_martz @taylor.lavale @tylerrr7 taken in drip. spin studio by @michmoww

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Mamas boy 🍎🤍 taken in Connellsville, Pennsylvania by @michmoww

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5 months ago

There’s something powerful about meeting yourself again… and realizing you’re not who you used to be. Somewhere between the chaos, the quiet battles, the heavy days and long nights… I found her. Not who I once was, but someone entirely different. Stronger. Softer where it matters. Unshakable in the ways that count. Someone who chose to rebuild instead of break. And somehow, a part of that rediscovery happened on a bike.

Spin became more than a workout, it became therapy without words. A place where the lights dim, the music takes over, and everything else fades. Every climb felt like pushing through real life obstacles. Every sprint became a release of stress, doubt, and everything I had been carrying. That room holds a kind of energy you can’t explain unless you’ve felt it… the kind that reminds you you’re capable, even when your mind says otherwise.

Somewhere along the way, I quickly hit my 50 ride milestone. And it’s more than a number… it’s growth, healing, and becoming someone I’m proud of. Discipline carried me when motivation couldn’t. Because healing isn’t always pretty… it looks like sweat, tears, and choosing to keep going when quitting feels easier.

But this journey… it’s not just about me. It’s about him too. I want him to grow up seeing what strength really looks like. Not perfection. Not having it all together. But resilience. Consistency. The ability to fall and still get back up. I want him to see a woman who didn’t let circumstances define her… who chose growth over comfort, healing over avoidance, and purpose over excuses. I want him to understand that strength isn’t loud, it’s built quietly, in the moments no one else sees.
He is my why in the purest form.
Because one day, he’ll look back and maybe he won’t remember every detail, but I hope he remembers the feeling. The example. The standard. That no matter what life throws at you, you keep moving forward. And if he ever questions his own strength, I hope he remembers where he came from.
This version of me didn’t just happen. She was built rep by rep, ride by ride, choice by choice.
And I’m not even close to being done yet.

Thank you, @drip.spinstudio and all the ladies! taken in drip. spin studio by @michmoww

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