April 13, 2017

On November 9, 2016, I woke up with feelings of despair.  And embarrassment. I was literally embarrassed that SHE lost to THAT. I wrote her a letter.  I thanked her for her service and fortitude. And I apologized. For the 52% of women voters who cast their ballot for HIM, I apologized to her. Then I checked Facebook. My LGBTQ friends are terrified. My Latino friends are terrified. I remember going to Target later that day, with my husband, and I could not even make eye contact with other women without crying. I felt a personal responsibility to every woman I saw, to my daughter and to my mom, who is battling cancer and is also distraught and wracked with disbelief and fear at the impact this election will have on her. To this day, Hillary’s words are still ringing in my ears….”don’t wake up on Wednesday wishing you had done more……”. I wished I had done more.  I could have done more.  I vowed to do more.

So now, I resist.