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i'm thankful that after a long, heartbreaking day, i'm awake enough to write this note. i'm thankful that i can't feel my feet, that my arms are sore and my voice is strained. i'm thankful that i could still be heard clearly over the conference call i had to sit through for work at ten am LA time. i'm thankful i wasn't in trouble, as i'd thought i was earlier.
i'm thankful for bread being shared amongst protesters. i'm thankful for the cars that slowed down to honk in indignation at a dictator being given a hero's burial. i'm thankful for the parents who brought their kids to see what it looks like to choose to stand for something and what it looks like to have hope that there will be people, always, who will fight for truth and justice. i'm thankful that sounded cheesy. i'm thankful the kids were happy they had ice cream.
i'm thankful i ran into so many friends tonight. my heart swells at the thought of there being so many people in my life that are easy to love. though some of their knees have grown weak over the years, i'm thankful to march with them and laugh with them, and to march and laugh with so many strangers. we all share this grief; we all carry this burden. i'm thankful none of us fight alone.
i'm thankful for rain tonight, a sky weeping for all that this country has had to go through. i'm thankful that this country being so hard to love sometimes makes me love it harder. i cried singing the national anthem. i'm thankful my voice was heard, but more importantly, that so many of us cried out together. i hope the sound never ceases to haunt those who caused this pain.
i'm thankful for fried chicken, warm and buttery. i'm thankful that my father stayed downstairs as i wolfed it all down. i told him they sent in more police forces, and that i was afraid of the drones circling over us. i said they didn't have to worry about drones thirty years ago.
i'm thankful that he was quiet for a minute and then said, "In '86, that corner where you were... that was our post."
- y (11/18/2016).
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i'm thankful for bread being shared amongst protesters. i'm thankful for the cars that slowed down to honk in indignation at a dictator being given a hero's burial. i'm thankful for the parents who brought their kids to see what it looks like to choose to stand for something and what it looks like to have hope that there will be people, always, who will fight for truth and justice. i'm thankful that sounded cheesy. i'm thankful the kids were happy they had ice cream.
i'm thankful i ran into so many friends tonight. my heart swells at the thought of there being so many people in my life that are easy to love. though some of their knees have grown weak over the years, i'm thankful to march with them and laugh with them, and to march and laugh with so many strangers. we all share this grief; we all carry this burden. i'm thankful none of us fight alone.
i'm thankful for rain tonight, a sky weeping for all that this country has had to go through. i'm thankful that this country being so hard to love sometimes makes me love it harder. i cried singing the national anthem. i'm thankful my voice was heard, but more importantly, that so many of us cried out together. i hope the sound never ceases to haunt those who caused this pain.
i'm thankful for fried chicken, warm and buttery. i'm thankful that my father stayed downstairs as i wolfed it all down. i told him they sent in more police forces, and that i was afraid of the drones circling over us. i said they didn't have to worry about drones thirty years ago.
i'm thankful that he was quiet for a minute and then said, "In '86, that corner where you were... that was our post."
- y (11/18/2016).
previously: 1
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