Boston Women’s March for America

After much waffling, Kelly and I attended the Women’s March in Boston today, and I’m really glad we did. It was kind of those once-in-a-lifetime experiences. Getting there was a bit of a hassle:

The T was so packed, after two unsuccessful trains, we ended up bailing and walking over from Cambridge. Glad the weather was nice today, because it wasn’t too cold of a walk. We weren’t alone, either — the entire trek over, the sidewalks were full of people walking to the march! It was pretty incredible. It was so crowded, we didn’t even make it to the Commons itself. To be honest, I’m not entirely sure where we ended up — somewhere along Beacon I’ve never been before, since I’m usually at Park or Boylston on the opposite side of the Commons.

One of the things I loved most was how happy and excited everyone seemed. Women (and men) across all ages were in attendance, which was so incredible to experience. People went with their kids, their parents, their grandparents. It was totally packed, but people weren’t angry or tense. There was just this air of defiance and celebration and sisterhood that I haven’t really felt since graduating from Smith in 2010. It felt empowering, and like all of Boston came together in solidarity.

Took some photos while we were there:

I love my city, and the people who live here. I love that today, we came together and marched, and proclaimed to the world: women aren’t going to sit down and shut up. We’re going to march, protest, and support each other. We’re going to fight for our rights. We’re unstoppable.