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Marching for equality

After the success of last years Women's March, my grandma told me she would love to go to a march for women one day. I'm definitely all for equal rights and I definitely have my grandma to thank for that so I was 100% willing to make that happen for her. I'm not one for big crowds either, but still, I kept her request in mind, hoping there would be another march the next year and hoping maybe my anxiety would subside by that time.

Flash forward to the day before the 2018 march. I had to go into Philly that Saturday to pick up my dog's medication and I googled directions and realized I'd be driving through Philly on the same day as the Women's March. So I called up my grandma and the next day, before I had anytime to over think it, I was driving to Philly with my mom and grandma en route to Logan Square. 

By the pictures, I think it's safe to say my anxiety wasn't an issue this year. Though, I'd rather say it was more like I had a lapse in anxiety. I wasn't thinking of myself, but instead thinking about how much I'd like to share this memory with my mom and my 92 year old grandmom. Oh, yeah... Did I mention my grandma is 92???? She's honestly such an inspiration.

My grandma loves Eleanor Roosevelt so at 10:00 pm the night before the march, I whipped together a sign with my favorite Eleanor Roosevelt quote which is "A woman is like a teabag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water". For me, I went with a Beatles quote with some 2018 modifications.

This time last year, I couldn't even imagine an alternate universe where I'd be completely willing to walk into a massive crowd, but still, I did it. I did it for my grandmom. I did it for the US Women's Gymnastics team. I did it for the women who've suffered but weren't taken seriously. I did it for the women who aren't yet strong enough to use their own voice. Despite my own personal reasons holding me back, I did it. And I'm so glad I did.


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