Four years have passed, and at times it feels like this battle has lasted forever. And in other moments it feels like it was just yesterday. The peaks and valleys of this journey have certainly taken their toll. Yet, as I reflect, I realize the woman I was four years ago is nothing like who I am today—and for that, I am beyond grateful.
The woman I was back then was afraid to make a scene.
She thought others knew more than she did, that she wasn’t as smart as “them.”
She was scared to question their narrative, scared to call them out.
She would never have imagined suing her governor.
She was more concerned with keeping the peace and letting things go.
She would never have signed onto an amicus brief.
She questioned her own strength.
She would have never walked into her Ags office
She would have been to overwhelmed by cognitive dissonance to entertain the crimes against humanity that were going on
She was too busy picking out backsplashes and being a theater mom
She didn't know where to even begin tracking her governments spending or nefarious deeds
She didn’t even realize she had a state constitution.
She had no idea what “We the People” really meant.
She took her country for granted.
That woman was me and sometimes it's hard to self reflect and see why our country was captured and how you were partially to blame. This movement has been part of my personal redemption for being so ignorant and not tending to my country as I should have.
No matter what happens in the next few weeks, I can’t begin to express how thankful I am for this four year metamorphosis. As exhausted as I feel some days, I like the person I’ve become. I found my voice. A spark was lit in me to love and protect my country as it should be. I won’t take my freedoms for granted, and I won’t let my daughter or way in the future grandchildren do it either.
I’ve also loved watching my fellow patriots go through their own transformations, becoming the people who deserve their country back. The citizens who have fought alongside me—the ones who were open to realizing how little we all once knew— and watching them find their voice and strength, too.
So, two weeks from today, as we time travel back to 2020 and whatever it may bring, I know that this me is ready to face it.
Freedom isn’t free. Thank you, @ToreSays for helping me discover the version of myself I never knew existed. Helping so many of us A thank you is formally owed to you
You have taught us well for whatever happens ❤️🇺🇸
and yes the old me was just as sappy that has not changed lol