Hell Yeah, I Was At the New York March
The Sandy Hook murders hit me hard, as it's but an hour North of my home and my son was in kindergarten at the time - the same grade as the children who were slaughtered - so of course I couldn't help and imagine it could have been my boy. I cried for the children, for the parent's broken hearts, for the image in my mind of the extra large bullets as they ripped through their tiny bodies, for the country, for not being able to imagine what it would be like for the parents and for the outrage of the situation. The children were so little and the parents, the poor parents, who were so distraught after. Yes there was action taken, just not enough or maybe not loud enough?
That all changed when a mass shooting happened in the state of Florida, at Parkland High School. (So proud of my Florida people). The students had enough and they're bold, fearless and taking serious action, instead of just sending their empty "thoughts and prayers."
Once one change is made, more is inevitably coming. Enough death by gun violence! Enough being scared to send our children to school parents. Enough bloody carnage of innocent children. Enough violence in this country, it's incredibly unsafe and dangerous for children, for all of us! Enough to have to start the day with the horrible thought that it could really be the last I see my child.
Yesterday was our chance to speak out, protest and send a collective voice from the people that we will vote you out if change is not made. Going to the protest was the least I could do personally. I'm in complete awe of the organizers and leaders who made it all happen. True leaders in all of their 17 years on this earth. Stand with them and help to make change, our lives and our children's lives depend on it. Go to the marches, if that's all you think you can do, open your mouth and protest, your voice will make a difference...it will make us LOUDER.
To find out when the next march is, click here: March For Our Lives
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