Dipping into the archives again for a second time-January 30, 2017-shortly after I was back in New Orleans from the Women's March in Washington, DC.; I wrote about the hoody I wore when I marched and the "Moms" who had marched with me in spirit. I shared the hoodie this week of the anniversary, and promised more, but I knew I had written about it before. Et, Voila! Reading about it again brings tears to my eyes. Here we are in 2024, seven years later. I am sure the Moms are rolling over in their graves.
From the archives-My plan had been to write something new for this week up to the election each day here on the blog. Why do that, when there are posts in the archives that will do just as well-maybe even better-Here's my post from January 30, 2017-Enjoy!
I knew I had to find a way to take Mom along with me on the Women's March in DC. I carry her in my heart, but this needed to be more. Something visible. Something to be shared. Something creative.
When I saw this hoodie "You are Safe With Me-I Stand Beside You", it embodied everything that my Mom stood for. She was always a woman with a cause. She believed in do unto others. Over the years, she became a feminist who put her money where her mouth was.
The wheels were turning. I chose two favorite photos of Mom. But, I couldn't stop there. What about my friends who couldn't march in DC, but wanted to? What about their Moms who were no longer with us? All it took was photos, roses, and safety pins and I went in to production. I had a "gang" of Moms...a gang of Moms that I loved and wore proudly! When the rally opened calling on our ancestors to walk beside us and support us, I cried. I was wearing ancestors! It couldn't have been more perfect! The meant to bes that day were many.
Now that I'm back, I'm tryng to get the Moms to their people. In addition to my Mom; Marion, Eric's Mom marched with us too. Last week, I was able to get Marion over to Stew and Eric. I'd made one for each of them...Stew wore Marion proudly! Of course, Eric was behind the camera!
Marching with my Mom was important. I had to think that all those Moms of ours were over there on the other side, meeting...greeting...standing tall...shoulder to shoulder...arms outstretched...standing together and carrying me along!
What power and solidarity!
Moms!
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