This Day Last Year

 As if I don’t have enough ways to document the ongoing novel of my little life, Facebook is always there to remind me of what I said or posted 1, 2, or 5 years ago. So today a year ago was the Women’s March and here it is again. Hopefully even more will turn out as some have finally realized that the guy is even worse than we thought he’d be. Meanwhile, I liked what I said then and it still rings true now. Let’s take to the streets, people!

Is there light at the end of this tunnel? Murphy's Law says it's probably the headlights of the train coming the other way. But one thing I'm appreciating is the sheer volume of people stepping out, speaking up, standing up, like a slumbering bear realizing her cubs are in danger. And feeling extra appreciation for my family, friends, colleagues, students present and past, who think clearly and feel deeply. I know people think it's pointless and too narrow to preach to the choir, but hey, the choir can sing! The folks I've tried to talk with not in the choir are so horribly out-of-tune and the conversation goes nowhere. Always open to talking to anyone anytime anywhere about these things that matter, but meanwhile, love to all of you who help me feel part of something worthy of our best selves. Let's carry on together!