While I stand on the side of those disappointed in the recent election, I have kept relatively quiet in taking any political stance in this precious writing space. Maybe it’s fear of losing friends and family who are important to me, but the time has come to agree to disagree. That’s okay. I purposely waited until after Veteran’s Day to write this post. I honor veterans and appreciate their service.
I choose to wear a safety pin in peaceful protest. I wear it as a symbol of moving forward with hope and solidarity. I wear it to support those who feel threatened by the hate and fear mongering as a sign that they are safe with me. I wear it as my biracial grandson goes off to school with fear that he may be the target of hate crimes. I wear it to support my LGBTQ friends and family. I also wear it for those who struggle with the hatred that has infiltrated our country: immigrants, disabled, veterans, refugees, women and survivors.
I do NOT wear this safety pin because I am anti-Trump. I wear it as a symbol of pro-acceptance and unity. I stand with those in peaceful protest, not those who burn flags and riot in the streets.
I choose to remain friends with those who do or don’t share my beliefs and hope my friends and family will honor our differences.
For awesome social fun, if you are a lady over 50 (or nearing 50) visit the Red Hat Society website. This is the place to go when you reach that point in your life where you have raised the kids (or not), retired or are thinking about it, have done your volunteer or charity work, or just want to escape. There’s a whirlwind of activity and virtually something for everyone once you find the right group for you. Just show up, in the proper attire (red hat/purple clothes or if you are under 50 pink hat/lavender cloths) and be willing to have fun. My group, the RHS Molls, began in 2001. I have served as queen for all that time since no one has been willing to take over that duty. It’s my escape
and keeps me out of trouble.
We had a gathering of 100 queens and vice queens at the Ryde Hotel this afternoon. We energized our souls, shared our resources, laughed uproariously, rounded up new friends, amused the staff and left with bellies full from the awesome buffet. Just don’t tell anyone this queen made her speech notes on a toilet seat protector. What could be more appropriate? It goes right up there with making slippers out of sanitary napkins but that’s another red hat story.