Jan 23, 20173 min read

I'm a liberal: Why I march

I'm a liberal

I"m a liberal, a feminist, a businesswoman, an immigrant (I was born in Trinidad and Tobago) and a mother. I am passionate and competitive. I rarely ever talk politics or watch politics with anyone including my family. I keep myself knowledgeable. I speak about life, fairness and social issues which are part of being human living in this country on this planet. I like to think of myself of seeing both sides of an argument and my ability to put myself in someone else's shoes. I may not agree with an opposing opinion but I would be able to at times see their point of view.

My daughter, who is thirteen and ran for student government at 11 and 12, had a few weeks prior given me this really intense speech about how excited she was to part of this election now that she can really understand the process. Was about to witness part of history and just couldn't wait. Here's a little tidbit about my daughter, she has a strong sense of justice and injustice, she's a kid who's pure sweetness with an explosive temper and nothing but ooey gooey heart ( she once bit a kid on the knee because she lied and got her into trouble) and now she no longer bites ( thank God) is at times snappy, surly, and hilariously funny but is bitingly adamant of her teenage convictions (so she's intense). So as any good liberal mother would do, she was allowed to stay past her bedtime to watch the election but had retired before the end of the shit show. As the elections came to a grueling end my brain was numb my heart broken and an overwhelming feeling of disbelief enshrouded me. Trying to make sense of this I graspingly rationalized that Trump was an opportunist and maybe this might be his saving grace. I then wished to be comatose and went to bed.

We overslept. I sent her school an email saying she was going to be late due to post election blues (meaning me) and went about getting ready for the morning commute to school. We didn't speak (speaking is a foreign concept to me in the morning I don't see why its necessary or physically possible) but as we are about to part ways, I said "it was a rough day yesterday wasn't it?" talking about her busy schedule that was a disaster (which I screwed up). "Yeah" she shrugged "how could a bigot be elected president" and walked off on her way.

That was when I cried and I cried and I cried.

The historical moment my daughter witnessed was not our first woman president who had earned it on merit, experience knowledge and on votes but a bigot become president.

As your new President makes America great agin with hate. We can expand our greatness through love. Be passionate with love and not indifferent, proactive with love and not reactive. Our children are watching, ( my daughter has been watching) every child on his planet is watching

We have been left amazing legacies by Harriet Tubman, Martin Luther King, Ghandi and the Suffragettes to name a few. There will be a Woman president soon and she will be made from love by love, through love and for love. If you are privileged to be raising another human as I am. Its just a matter of time.

March with Love. Let that begin our Legacy. I know my Grandmother left me mine and so we march.