DAY 82

I feel as though I am watching something unfolding. Something so incredibly important, profound, and life-altering. Around the world, ongoing protests in the aftermath of the murder of George Floyd are bringing to the surface the long-overdue need for change in this country. I have watched videos of police and national guardsmen kneeling with protesters in solidarity. People of all races marching together, crying out for justice, for an end to the ugly reality of life in America for those of color.

That this is happening in the midst of a global pandemic is no accident. We have been feeling the frustration, uncertainty, and fear tied to covid-19 for months. We have watched the people who are supposed to lead us fail to do what is necessary to make us safer, putting their political ambitions first. Watching one more black man basically lynched for all to see and the slow response by authorities has pushed us over the edge. An edge that we should have been pushed over centuries ago. 

I watched a video last night, made by an African American gentleman who lives here in the town of Howell. He talked about how he and his family have lived here for several years, and that he has felt nothing but acceptance in this community. Hearing this filled my heart with joy. Knowing that despite the history of Howell this man and his family have found a home here shows me that there is hope. Hope for all of us to live kinder, more peaceful lives.

Evidently, there is a protest planned for tomorrow in downtown Howell. I will suit up, show up, and show my support for those who have lived in fear and oppression for far too long.