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If we were having coffee, I would be bursting at the seams with pride and joy that Americans are fighting back! What a week this has been. It’s almost 1 am on Sunday. I am mentally exhausted yet emotionally exuberant.

Last week, at this time, many of us were coming down from the women’s marches that took place all over the world. Millions upon millions marched to show their unhappiness, fear and apprehension over the Trump Administration. They marched to protect their rights and the rights of those who cannot fight for their own rights. And so many millions more of us marched in our own way, quietly, at home, on the Internet, in solidarity with them. Then this past week unfolded. Each day brought more and more disheartening and devastating news. Each day the Trump Administration showed that they are planning on dismantling our country, piece by piece, right by right.

And then, on Friday, as Trump signed an Executive Order turning away refugees from worn torn countries, men, women, children, the elderly, America seems to have wakened, dusted themselves off and set to work on phones and protests and emails to stop this craziness. And then on Saturday came word of refugees being turned away at the gates of planes headed for the U.S.A. and those already on planes being detained to be sent back to their countries. Then came word that the ACLU had filed suit against Trump and the case was being heard…then word that there was a temporary stay on the orders! Wow! That was fast! We did it. We got fed up and we fought back and we won. For now. This coming week will bring more battles. Let’s keep up the fight. I know it is exhausting. I actually took the day off on Friday and spent it reading and playing with the grandsons. Then later that evening I jumped on Facebook and began to post, sign petitions, and comment, again.

I am taking this past week as a sign that people are not going to allow this President to take our country apart, bit by bit, or to turn us more against each other than we have become. I pray that i am right. If you’ve been fighting with us, keep it up. And if you haven’t been, consider joining us. At least sign some petitions online. You don’t have to post anything.. Just sign those petitions or make a phone call to one of your own legislators. It does matter. Don’t doubt it. It matters. It works.

In any case, that was my week. It was spent online posting stuff, sharing, signing petitions, and helping people find things and answering questions and reading a lot of articles I might normally turn my head to. Week one down. Week two, here we come. What a roller coaster!

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If we were having coffee, you’d find me still in pjs, even though it’s after 4 pm. That’s not normal for me but today I am exhausted. Not only physically but mentally exhausted. It’s a good exhaustion but it is still exhausting. What a ride!

I did choose to watch the inauguration even though there were many that urged us not to watch. While their points were valid, in most cases, I felt that it was my choice to do what I felt best and not bow down to the voices that wanted me to listen to them. I watched because I always have. I haven’t missed an inauguration that I can think of. I watched because it is history in the making. I watched because I wanted to see for myself and not just “witness” it second hand. I didn’t watch all the coverage as I usually do. I turned it off after the Obamas left on the helicopter.

Yesterday, I tried to watch coverage of the Women’s March across the country but no one on regular channels was covering it so I was reduced to scouring the Internet for news and pictures. At one point I figured that there must be others out there that wanted to see so I headed to Facebook and began to upload pictures of marches all over the world, not just here in the U.S. I used the hash tag ROAR. I think that’s what yesterday was…the roars of millions of women all over the world. The roars that signal that we’re not “pussy” cats. We are lions and like lions, we’ll roar in warning then pounce. I think the roars were heard all over the world.

I cannot tell you how I felt yesterday…and today, too. My heart was full of love and hope and pride and sisterhood. I wanted to be there. I wanted to scream out and make sure every single person in the world was aware of what was happening in our megalopolises, in our cities, in our towns, in our villages, in our communities…worldwide. I wanted every single marcher to know that I was with them. I wanted it to last forever…that energy…that camaraderie…that sisterhood. I didn’t want it to end and so I continued to post my #ROAR posts all day and into the night until the wee hours of this morning. And when I awoke today, I read posts and shared and commented and posted a few of my own. And so, as I lay in bed on this late afternoon, with my heating pad trying to treat my sciatica, I am still under the spell of the movement we saw yesterday in march after march after march. What a ride!

That’s about where I am now. I am hopeful. I am skeptical. I am even dreaming. I am filled with tears of joy and happiness and hope. What about you?

I’ve tried to read a bit lately and have done a little more reading than I have in a long while but most of my reading time has been online. I’ve read a lot of articles and researched some of the things that I wasn’t sure of. That takes a lot of time; a lot of energy. I’ve had The West Wing playing in the background on most days and nights because it always makes me hopeful. I’ve had my grandsons over for movie dates and snacks and hugs and “play doh sessions.”

That’s what I have been up to. You?

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