I marched with thousands of other people in Downtown Los Angeles. I had a lot of feelings. I was emotional. I was overwhelmed, happy, sad, empowered, claustrophobic, anxious, mad, encouraged, in-sync, ready and so many more.
I don’t think I’ve seen this many people, in my life, in one concentrated area. It was kind of breathtaking.
I marched with work colleagues, family, friends, other women, other men and children. Then I turn on the news this week and everything seems so dismal and sad. I feel like things are going to get ugly before they get better. However, I think people are going to rise, stand up for those who can’t and resist. At least I hope so.