Four years ago today, I was packing up my car for a cross country journey that would take me to Washington D.C. My friend, daughter and daughter’s friends felt that we needed to make our voices heard as our beloved country handed off the presidency to a madman. We needed to march and chant and make sure that the powers that be, knew that while Trump won, he won be dividing Americans. We would not be silenced. I am so proud that we took that trip. The memories I made with my daughter, teaching her that as Americans we had the right to march, to protest and to be mad as hell, will be with me always.
The trip was so much fun. I knew that people were planning on attending. But, I had no idea that the interstate from Wisconsin to Maryland would be full of cars, filled with women, wearing their pink hats in solidarity. For that weekend, strangers from all over were friends and determined to make their voices heard. It was breathtaking. I still get goosebumps when I think about how many people there were on that highway. When we got to the march though, the volume of people was unimaginable. Just taking the subway to D.C. from Maryland was the equivalent of cramming sardines into a very small tin. The message was clear, half of America was not happy. We showed up to make our voices heard.
Once we got to D.C., we listened to the countless women, speak. They told their stories. Alicia Keyes performed Girl On Fire, Scarlett Johansson gave an inspiring speech and then we marched. We marched to the White House, hundreds of thousands of us, through the streets of D.C. We laughed, we chanted and we sang. It also became clear that what started out as a Women’s March had evolved into so much more. There were gay couples there marching for their right to marry. There were environmentalists marching for our planet. There were even nuns and Amish there, marching for peace. It was inspiring.
All that being said, I am sooooooo happy I don’t have to do it again. Tomorrow, Joe Biden will be inaugurated and what has felt like a four year nightmare, can start to come to a conclusion. The last four years have been terrifying as Trump unravels so many protections that came before him. Depressing as we have seen families and friends and torn apart by him. His form governing is to whine via twitter and has taken name calling and humiliating those who work for him into an art form. He is a national disgrace and I am so glad it’s almost over.
I took the day off of work tomorrow to watch the inauguration, drink mimosas and thank God that 4 years of hell are coming to an end. It is almost over.