As I sit here this morning – I’m reflecting on the past twenty-four hours of my life.
Twenty-four exhausting and exhilarating hours that spun my entire world around.
I marched with the Women’s March on Washington yesterday from my town of Charlotte, NC.
I posted on our social media and used the hashtag #WhyIMarch countless times – none of which could even bring justice to the real reasons I marched.
I marched because I am a woman, daughter, sister, mother, friend, colleague – HUMAN.
I marched for you.
I marched so that everyone could experience fundamental human rights – regardless of anything you believe, your sexuality, your gender, the color of your skin. Because I believe everyone deserves to be treated equally.
I marched so that my children, and their children could look back and say – “My mom knew this was bigger than her present, and did it for our futures.”
I marched so that for one day, one breath, one moment in time – the hatred in our world was calmed by solidarity and love.
I marched, not for who I voted for or for who you voted for, but so that you could continue to vote.
I marched for my family and friends.
I marched for those who have benefited from affordable healthcare – and for those who could die without it.
I marched because I realize that the outpouring of love and intensity that I felt yesterday, standing shoulder to shoulder with others is a love that everyone should feel on a regular basis.
I marched because it’s more than politics – it’s about humanity and dignity.
I marched for a better world.
I marched because it was the right thing to do.
The New York Times is calling our protest one of the biggest in history. We are history in the making – and we will not be silenced.