As I waited on the metro platform the day of the first Women's March back in 2017, I was filled with a heady mixture of bewilderment, anger and the overwhelming desire to scream. One year later I'm heading back for the 2nd March filled with different emotions...
My husband says my blog posts whip drastically into two extreme directions - happy fun blogs (usually somehow related to books, writing, stories or the arts) and dire "what is wrong with America" blogs. It's a fair and accurate assessment. My blogs are a reflection of me.
Every time someone yelled "Tell me what democracy looks like" and a roaring crowd responded, "This is what democracy looks like," I felt my heart lifted with hope just a little bit on Saturday during the Women's March on Washington. I first heard this refrain when we stepped out of the subway...