Yesterday I looked at my daughter. I was so proud, of her and for her. She would never remember how hard it had been to elect a woman president. Ho ho ho, I thought, how she will laugh at me when I tell her we made a woman crawl through broken glass to obtain the White House. I cackled with my women's email group, as they planned their special voting outfits they'd been waiting decades for. It was frivolous, and fancy, and fun.
Let's Watch Hillary Clinton, Cry Like A Girl
Let's Watch Hillary Clinton, Cry Like A Girl
Let's Watch Hillary Clinton, Cry Like A Girl
Yesterday I looked at my daughter. I was so proud, of her and for her. She would never remember how hard it had been to elect a woman president. Ho ho ho, I thought, how she will laugh at me when I tell her we made a woman crawl through broken glass to obtain the White House. I cackled with my women's email group, as they planned their special voting outfits they'd been waiting decades for. It was frivolous, and fancy, and fun.