My personal rally sign.
Bring in the light. Restore hope. Support those who are afraid. Make it known that we stand together.
I was not walking against Trump, rather I was marching for those who were feeling lost, frightened and scared since his election. I wanted them to see that we are not silent. That we stand together, and there is no return to the 1930s.
People are so down and pessimistic. While I am an optimist. I always try to find the happy, bright and light in each adventure that impacts me.
So on Saturday I saw the light. On this day when I had planned to go to synagogue and chant Kaddish on the yahrzeit of my mother, I took a different path.
My Mom was one of the kindest people. She taught fourth grade for 30 years. And she opened her arms to all people. In her honor I marched with so many who were opening their hearts and arms.
My physical self marched in Kansas City, while my spirit marched with women and children and men throughout the world.
To all I say, ” Look at us. We are women! We stand together! We are not afraid! And we will be active in our pursuit of justice and equality for all.”
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Yes, that’s how I felt. Though for me it was also very much a protest against Trump.
Yes!! Trump–crazy, sad, mad, bad, orange hair!!
We need to focus on what we can do.