Monday, January 23, 2017

Deep Thoughts: Why I Marched

By now we all are aware that Saturday Women Marched all over the country and world. Up until Friday I wasn't even sure that I would be part of them. I am a white, middle-class woman. I have a comfortable life, a home, no big problems. 

Our signage thanks to Moorea Seal! 

Then our seventeen year old daughter asked me to. Of course, the answer was yes. I realized I did have a reason to be there. To show her that we have no reason to be afraid. That we are better together. That when friends need us to stand with them we will. 

Sam & Octavia 

That empathy and compassion are our strength. That we don't have to all agree, but we do need to give one another room. I was brought up to be strong, to not be picked on, to stand up for myself and for others. And I want my daughters to do the same. 

A sweet Dad & daughter combo

The thing I experienced most of all taking part in the Womxn's March on Bellingham was one of pride. Pride in raising girls that know who they are and what they are about. Pride in a peaceful day that had women, men & children marching together in peace. 

The rainbow that appeared! 

I went to support my friends. My daughters. Women I don't know. And women I do. And for love. Always for love. 


  1. Thank you for marching, for all of us! I've had people who couldn't march because they had to work, etc, thank me for marching, and it seems like if we're in a position to do it, that's a privilege we shouldn't take for granted. It looks like you're raising an amazing daughter :-)

    1. Thank you so much! It was a privilege to be in the midst of so many! And I will pass along your compliment...she's pretty great! :)