4th of July 2020
I can remember the first time I cried during the U.S. National Anthem. I don’t remember where I was, or even what year, but I… Read More »4th of July 2020
I can remember the first time I cried during the U.S. National Anthem. I don’t remember where I was, or even what year, but I… Read More »4th of July 2020
I’ve been thinking a lot about what solidarity looks like and should look like lately. To me, it’s about valuing the power of collective voice.… Read More »Solidarity
A friend reached out to me and said they missed my blog. I responded to him, “Almost too much to get down in writing.” So,… Read More »Too Much
I learned about a protest to the murder of George Floyd today in my town. I quickly made a sign (Black Lives Matter) and walked… Read More »George Floyd
Yesterday I marched for my life, and for the lives of all others affected by gun violence.Read More »March for Our Lives
Nearly a month ago the shootings in Parkland, FL happened. Two days after that a shooting took place very close to the school I work at, close enough to warrant a Lock Down. Since then, I’ve been feeling very anxious.
I don’t really care that this is a misquote of Ghandi. When you read the actual quote in the link, I feel this holds true to the gist of what he did say.
If he didn’t say it, we could remove Ghandi’s name from the meme, and it is still a beautiful idea.