It’s been a whirlwind start to the New Year. I’ve already taken some amazing trips and participated in some wonderful, heart-warming events, including The Women’s March in Washington, DC.
Our 19-year-old daughter instigated the trip, and we couldn’t be happier that we went. We celebrated our 27th wedding anniversary, January 20th, traveling across the country to be part of something that was, in a word, “huge.”
Aside from a wonderful family bonding experience, we were part of history in the midst of a peaceful protest of hundreds of thousands of people in our nation’s capital.
I admit I was a bit nervous. I didn’t know what to expect. I carried first aid, bandanas (tear gas??), emergency contact info and snacks (once a Girl Scout, always a Girl Scout!). We had a plan if we were separated (my cousin, an attorney in DC, kindly gave us the key to his office).
But none of our emergency supplies or backup plans were needed. While we never got close to the rally stage, we met, mingled and marched with people of every age, color, gender and interest you could imagine.
We also got to meet our new 4-month old grand niece. A truly memorable trip.