Lots of people who don’t agree with me call me “angry.”
Now, on a day-in-day-out kind of basis, I rarely feel anger. I do not get angry about other drivers or about my kids not cleaning their rooms or about not being able to find a parking spot or about having to pay for parking or about the casserole dish that inexplicably exploded in my oven last night.
I rarely react to daily life kinds of things in anger. Continue reading “Wait. How are you NOT angry?”
In this powerful piece, Valerie shares why she marched and why she continues to work passionately for what’s right.
I marched because it’s fucking 2017. I marched because I can’t walk down the street with my son in a stroller without being cat called. I marched because people have this insane belief that muslim women who choose to wear a hijab are oppressed. I marched because of the thousands of missing first nations women and children. I marched because we live in a democracy. I marched because I’m an advocate for equality and not being there would have been bad for my soul. I marched for support, solidarity and strength. I marched to empower. I marched to take up some fucking space for once. Continue reading “This is why I marched”