It could have gone differently....Happy Birthday Son!
October 23, 2018
2 Moms and a Daughter
January 24, 2017
So my wife and I sit in our king size bed with our 14 year old daughter and giggle as we browse social media looking at crowds and funny signs at the Women's March....and we bond.
You see our daughter didn't get to go with us to the march but this exercise of reflection on the march is more than laughing at the most unique and sometimes offensive signs. It was a "right of passage" It was hope. It was funny. And it was empowering.
I know our daughter is well on her way to building her own moral fiber and creating her ideas about life and social issues. Some of them are likely to have been sparked by our opinions. Some of them are truly her own making. But either way, I believe in her! I also know that someday, we might not agree with all her ideas about issues and people. And if that happens, just as I know there are mothers and daughters disagreeing about issues now, I will stand in awe of her and respect our differences because I love her. I believe we can all do that now, if we try.
But as the 3 of us sit and share thoughts and read reports about the turnout, which surpassed every expectation anyone had anticipated, we lean into each other. Not physically but symbolically and we know that we are not alone. We know that the 3 of us are more powerful as women than we were two days ago before this march. We know that we are strong and there is hope in the future. We know there is so much love and joy in the world. We know that everything will be okay even if there are hard times ahead.
We also know that we will not be silenced and we will not back down. We will stand in protest for what we believe. We will offer love and respect but not at the price of our own. We will push for progress and strive for change. We will offer respect and expect it in return. We will fight if that is what is truly required. We will stand with others in unity - even if we don't always agree. We will be women and not be ashamed.
So in closing, I hope our daughter will not have to repeat all the obstacles we have already conquered. I hope our daughter will not have watched this march and think it accomplished little. I hope our daughter will remember this day and empower herself every day going forward. But for this one small moment....I hope I will never forget that there were 2 moms and a daughter snuggled up in bed to watch the January 21st, 2017 WOMEN'S MARCH.