I rarely write about too much personal stuff here. But today I made an exception that I've been meaning to write about for some time. I attended the Women's March on January 21, 2017.
There were rumblings across the internet afterwards regarding how the Women's March was strictly not for some women. Particularly women who are not pro-choice. I'm not going to go into my personal views on the matter here except to say that I care deeply about the fact that women and babies are not even remotely being cared for in our society. I went to the March because I wanted it to be recorded in my personal history to my own children that they can take part in social activism, and for them to see the example of my actions. And that they can do it too, and even better, right alongside people who may or may not agree with them 100%.
And that, in fact, is the only way anyone will make any change in our society is if we are listening to the stories of people around us who have not had the same life experiences as us. To listen without judgement, and to make an effort to place ourselves in their shoes.
This march for me was not about pro-life or pro-choice issues. And even if some want to argue that the Women's March excluded some women, it did not exclude me, no matter where I stand on the political divide. And I felt represented in the March. And I'm positive my views were not the same as some around me. And that was okay. It was more than okay. It's what I feel like my Creator calls, me personally, to. To listen. And I have heard from friends in my life who are, in fact, on opposite sides of the political divide. And I'm better off for knowing them. And I'm better off for loving them and being loved by them. And I'm better off for hearing their stories and journeys and experiences.
I will continue to listen. And I will continue to walk side by side, no matter what.