At times I think, I'm at a loss for words. But I'm not. I have too many words and none of them will arrange themselves in a way that makes sense. I am angry. I am disappointed. I am disgusted. I am anxious. I am overwhelmed. My heart has broken over and over again for the past couple of days. There are not enough words in any language to describe my feelings. But I've been all of these things all along. These feelings have only been re-awakened. Triggered highly by the most recent events. And where I went wrong was to allow those feelings to sleep. Many of us went wrong by allowing those feelings to sleep. Those feelings need to stay awake long enough to see past the change. We need to see these feeling through to the very END. Whether it is OUR own end or the end of the violence and hate. Whichever comes first. I am grateful for this movement. Grateful because I am seeing people for who they truly are. It'