Is your spirit spinning in a dusty whirlpool of disgusting news? I keep thinking I can walk my way out of it, like after the election.
But this requires marching.
Attempting to write my way out, like after the Newtown shootings, I wrote an uplifting piece that tapped into a story connecting 1967 with 2017 – about my mother, my daughter and me – united in a mission to protect women’s rights. I planned to publish that today.
But the sweetness of the moment got tossed aside by recent events.
Trying hard not to let outrage rule my life, I will organize, resist and march. Because I love this country.
But today, I am dispirited and whirling. It’s going to be a long four years, and I’m already so tired of…
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