I am so blessed to have married my husband, Marcus, and with it gained amazing in-laws. I talk about them from time to time, but usually don’t mention too much about them for fear of outsider opinions.
You see, my father-in-law is the governor of Iowa, and with any political position comes negative or unwanted attention. Yes, most of you who know me/us are aware of this already. I am fiercely protective of my family – total mama bear style – so I do anything in my power to protect them. Which usually means omitting some of the absolutely amazing things we get to experience because of his position. I have (although sometimes reluctantly) shared major events like a trip to the white house, governors conferences and election nights.
Today marks another one of those big events, his inauguration. And instead of blogging about my outfit picks and what hairstyle I should choose, I’m going to let Marcus tell you a little bit about his (and now my) family and why this means so much to him.
History making aside, today is a whirlwind of pomp, circumstance, and emotion. A day when all Iowans eyes are on my father as he is sworn into his sixth and (likely) final term as Governor of the great state of Iowa. I look back on previous inaugurations and partially due to my age, I spent little time in reflection on the grandeur of this event. Today is much different. I am hanging on every word, taking nothing for granted, and finding time to step back often and be in the moment.
I’m honored to be a part of my dad’s special day and I look forward to all the memories we will make as a family over the next four years.
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