Yesterday I mourned. I expected to wake up to a different world. A world that had changed. A world that no longer placed unreasonable standards for women to attain. A world who considered my brains more important than my body. A world that was ready for women to not just take care of families but lead them.
I woke up wondering if my daughters would also be considered dangerous for dreaming big.
That hurt. It hurt more than the election of a person who riles up fear and distrust and hatred in so many people.
I sat in grief. My heart hurt and I was angry at myself for the complacency I permitted myself to live in. Because I believe the world was about to change.
And it hadn’t.
I lamented. I cried. I held my daughters tight and told them they mattered because the world wants to tell them they don’t.
Today I woke up and I didn’t want to sit in that dark place. Maybe it was the sunshine, or the fact I could leave the house after an sick quarantine for my youngest, perhaps it was the walk I took to clear my head.
Whatever it was, something changed.
I didn’t want to complain or bemoan or ridicule anymore. I wanted to act.
This election opened my eyes to so much other than the inequality women still experience.
How can I fight hate?
How do I combat fear?
How can I bring hope?
How am I going to change from this experience?
And the answer came easy.
Advocate for the disenfranchised. Advocate for the forgotten. Advocate for the ignored. Advocate for the invisible.
I am not going to assume our system will work out its kinks. We’ve done that for too long and it isn’t happening. It is my responsibility along with everyone else to be the change in the world we want to see.
For me that means finding a voter advocacy group that makes sure every eligible voter knows how to vote and what their rights are as a voters. It also means working with organizations that fight to get more minorities and women into our city and county and state and federal governments. I also believe I have to be a better informed citizen. I need to know more about the issues that impact me and my kids and my friends and my community and the country. I dropped the ball and I won’t do it again.
I have never felt fear during this entire process because I believe we have choices. In fact, we have lots and lots and lots of choices. If you are unhappy or sad or fearful from the election, don’t let those feelings keep you in a dark place. Take all of it and turn it into action.
What is the change you want to see?
How will you make it happen?