The weeks leading up to the Women's March in DC were filled with lots of memorable evenings out in preparation for the big trip. I had been in touch with Shu Bergman about knitting our group some pink pussyhats after she realized we would have a Sunnymoms contingent going there. The whole idea of the hat sprung from one woman's idea of how to make a visual impact at the protest march as well as a way to reclaim that word from the likes of sexual aggressors like our President Elect. A group of us also managed to come up with a slogan, design a logo and get t-shirts printed to honor our borough of Queens and the women in it. The community I've come to love was really finding ways to connect and help one another and it was a delight to be part of it all.
I also had a photo gig at a birthday party for one of Carolina's friends from her AMB days...it was fun seeing the kids all together again
The fact that Nacho was working a lot in the week before I left made it feel like I had another reason to go. To have some me time! I indulged myself in brushing up on my feminist theory from such greats as Audre Lorde and I spent time with friends decorating posters and teaching my girls that this is the time when it matters that we fight. We fight with words and with our actions. And as I dived more and more into what I wanted out of my upcoming trip, I realized the root of all of this was about really bonding with the women I've come to rely on as good friends. We have each other's backs and that matters especially in times like these. It's been critical for me over the last year and I was glad to finally have an expression of that as we prepared to take it to the Capitol and the White House. DC or bust! I don't think this kind of passion and engagement would have been possible for me if Hillary had won. I know I wouldn't be heading there for her inauguration which is kind of a weird feeling. Yet, there is a renewed sense of what really matters and a sort of solidarity amongst all stripes of liberals that this is the beginning of a sea change. History never looks so clear when you are in the midst of it. But I know I'm on the right side. We're watching you, Trump. We're coming for you.
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