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Why I marched

women's march in Raleigh NC

I marched for all those who are marginalized, bullied or mistreated just for being who they are.

For HUMAN rights, equality, inclusivity, kindness, justice, love.

women's march in Raleigh NC

women's march in Raleigh NC

With deep gratitude for all the women who came before me, especially my mother who shattered glass ceilings in corporate America, then came home every evening and cooked us dinner, exhausted, still wearing her power suits. Now she works for peace and justice as a secular Franciscan. And for my grandmother, who at 79 years old, was just elected to her county school board and is passionate about helping children.

women's march in Raleigh NC

women's march in Raleigh NC

women's march in Raleigh NC

For myself, because I should never be made to feel afraid or uncomfortable or unworthy because I’m a woman. Because I deserve equal pay for equal work. And control of my own body.

I marched to celebrate being a woman. Because it is a gift, not an impediment.

women's march in Raleigh NC

 

women's march in Raleigh NC

Above all, I marched for my daughters, so that they know they are magnificent individuals who can do and be anything they want.

I marched for their futures.

women's march in Raleigh NC

women's march in Raleigh NC

I wasn’t alone. 17,000 here in Raleigh. Half a million in our nation’s capital.

Thousands and thousands more all over the country and the world.

And I’m going to keep marching. Every day. As best I can.

because this is really neat

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It’s impossible to choose just one image to represent all of the awesome of Humans of New York.

Have you seen this site?

I’m late to the party (shocker). But I’m so in love.

Photographer Brandon Stanton approaches total strangers in the streets of New York City and asks to take their pictures and hear their stories. It’s fascinating. And beautiful. And sometimes heart-breaking.

He says on his site: “I photograph everything that makes me happy, and it turns out it makes other people happy too.”

Happy, indeed.

because this makes me happy-cry

This story blows me away.

Can you imagine becoming a parent by finding a baby in the subway?

It’s unbelieveable. And beautiful.

And the full-circle-ness of it is breathtaking. I want to go to New York, find that judge and hug her. And then go eat a street hotdog, but that’s beside the point.

This is the kind of story that gives me hope.

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